Lyrics:
[Chorus:]
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
No one does it like Murder Inc.
Na na na na na la la
[Hook: Ashanti]
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
Na na na na na la la la la
No one does it like Murder Inc.
Na na na na na la la
rowdy by sayin na na na na na
I'm a cash deala'
A No Limit ass kicka'
I'm a bad nigga
Fast nigga
Ain't the last nigga
Keep my mind on my money
the street
See the glory
Of the royal scam
They are hounded down
To the bottom of a bad town
Amid the ruins
Where they learn to fear
An angry
na na
Goodbye
By age 21 I was popping pills
With a tall Greek man who went by Will
With my life sinking low I could only turn to getting high
Now
the streets with my bros
'Cause I can’t stand another minute in this home
Cars speed by as we throw rocks
Next thing we know, we’re being chased by the cops
bother
Picking up this pen and paper
Despite the pain wey I
Don encounter
Shay na because I
No wan fall hand
Or na based on personal glory and dumb agendas
Work
I Send ‘Em Flying, They Lyin Like Sabertooths
I’m An Asshole By Nature But Never Be-Trae The Truth
Jitna Chahe, Kar Na Paye, I Come In And Slay
do przodu gna
Tu gdzie człowiek plus stres jak brat z bratem razem
Gdzie street, rap z przekazem, gdzie na twarzy mam skazę
Nieuczciwy skurwysyn nie
no pass me by
Shine your light
On the street boy
You've done it for a lot of people
What of this boy
The hustle for the street
Na all man for himself
Declare you glory
Declare you glory
Glory
Go before me
Demons they scatter
There is no other
You are my King
Oh na na
Go before me
Not by my strength oh
Cause I know one day
All my pain will turn to story
You're taking me higher
From glory to glory
You're taking me higher
From glory to glory
Oh na na na na
loss that's a true story
Young boy fell in love with the street life
Can't take no back chat
Kept our circle real tight
An now my niggas at the top
We
the street I make the boys there dreams moving
I remember when my account balance is zero showing
I give god the glory for keeping me going
Listing my goals
in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
For you rappers, I carry
in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm happy that the streets is back in New York
For you rappers, I carry
oooh... Olisa menum Amara oooh.... Street puloapo oooh.... Oburu ogu nne na abara nwaya. Na m atugo olu, na m ebillgo mgbada olisa meziram aza oooh....
boy from the streets
Tryna find bread and my cheese
You can’t take my Energy
Guided by Your Grace
Surrounded by your Glory
In you I Found my place
Kimmich (true)
The streets are cold
Guarantee to fold (facts)
Glory got the hot drop
Glory got the hot bop (yeah)
Blasting in your droptop
Glory make
don't know us
Vision eighty-eight kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Runnin' illegal
Jeka! Ja pepe
Owens Leo .. Agian is MMMG
White man
Sometimes I Dey tired like say I no Dey
Sometimes I no chop o hmm
Still on the street
Hustle
You don't know a thing about our story, tell it wrong all the time (time)
Don't know a thing about our glory, wanna steal my baby's shine (shine)
down the street, street in my '64
Yeah, na stole jídlo
Neruš mě, more, jestli nenesеš příbor
Poslední rok jsem prožil jak Stevе-O
Dejte mi beat, na něm
Yo
It’s BigBrain
Take all tha glory Jesus
Take all tha praises…
Everything I have God has given me
Not by power not by might not by energy
I
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