Lyrics:
a blood but I'm covered by the blood
Baa I'm tough
These boys ain't built like me
Cause I ain't sell out for no gee as in money
Pull up gold chains swangin
Someone told us to grow up and get your doe up
So uh we invested inside the blow rush
That was the late 80's Goldrush
Dmd, Rec posse, Gladiators had
spray broad day ain't nothing
The lilac one AK doing something
I'm immuned to the drama
Act a fool if you want to
Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by
'bout it we gonna see, oh yeah
It's a war outside
Can't be quiet, it's a riot in my mind
Paraphernalia I wear like songs by Mahalia
Soldier,
own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don't see a snatch and grab
They
head up my boy
You say, you say
Don't live in grief my boy
You love, a lot
And that's a major choice
No one ever asked you to do that but you just did it
We major, I'm done with the minor league
Through the darkness, I'm shining undoubtedly
From the ground up, it's a dynasty
I fell in love with
habitual funk, fiends and freakerz
Techniques from the major leaguers leaves you meager
Style malfunctional ,I'm punchin' in early
Right on schedule gold
they said something else
I want respect but what is respect if no money come in working all by yourself
Told myself i gotta do it even if i lose it
or the start of a major operation by our visitors.
After the attack there was
No resistance to their will
We need to comply with
Our fate is now in their hands
that shit
We got toasters in the whip
I got fiends at the door
I be trapping like a bitch
I got workers by the store
They be packing thirty clips
love is gone
Multi-dimensional: I guide his soul to the heavens above once the Glock fill ‘em mon
In this world you can get killed by ideals but it’s
dies in the name of grave mistakes
That we all make
Believe that we're getting by treating ourselves wrong
Throw me a reindeer John letter party
One in the army?
Captain Major
Sargent!
That's it!
So many cards in the pack
You want to know how to keep track?
Well, one is good
Play O-Dog in Menace and drive-by men
Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank
Hoes on the strip, bringin' that cash in
Think
die or somethin', everybody falls
We live by this shit
You got money, you fall, it gon' catch you
Want the whole team rich
Want the whole team
View Lyrics: Mic Rob ~ Neva Dat Feat. MAjor
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Viewing lyrics for Mic Rob ~ Neva Dat Feat. MAjor by MiC RoB.
STARVING?
NOPE NEVA DAT
Shout out to my big girls
Cuz y'all was the motherfuckin' inspiration for this one
Y'all already know what the fuck goin' on
Braxton Major on da best
I-I-I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all pop wit Molly
I'm at the telly with Holly and Dolly We on the same trip, we all
we perched to snag a pretty purchase
My niggas clap you with the heat before he cursing
My brother Slap you til you leaking in the churches
Loyalty in
[GZA]
Okay.. the GZA
Tony Touch classic, knowhatI'msayin?
We gonna bang why'all, in the head one time
Blaze up on why'all one time real fast (Do
I saw it running by the freeway
Sniffin' round the yard
Ooh, I could feel it in my scars
So I rounded up a posse
Tracked it through the marsh
And I
flight out the country, we poppin' bubbly
Kinda chubby but I'm swagged up so she gotta love me
Pull up in the stretch Benz
I bet you wake up early
ace
You're being replaced by a stranger
I injure, and escape like a ninja
You got struck by a fucking revenger
A bullet inserted in your head,
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