Lyrics:
minute wanna diss my clique
Ya'll niggas gotta raise up the ? ?
Runnin' round town lyin' bout you seen us
Is a trip, it don't stop and I wish it would
[Beanie Sigel]
Ughh, ughh, yeah
This is Beanie Sigel
That Philly cat playin' wit that silly rap
Put your weight up, not your hate up, niggas
Called up my brudda said
Hop the plane
Driving them whips
Yeah
Round Kuwait
Penthouse views might
Drive you insane
Hitting the strip every
Night
horribly bout my state
One of few came to prove y'all wrong but the TC line up is really strong
A variety of different styles but all it takes is one
the river on the way to the sea
If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it
me see y'all work it and work it till y'all can't stand up
Get rowdy
Let me hear y'all loudly
Keep my high niggas 'round me
Let me see y'all work
We gon' let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school, uh hah
Okay, shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah,
touch, the flow is a bit much
The style, wanna keep up, I'd advise you to speed up
With money movin' like coke these days, gotta re-up
G up, cop some
forward
Round three done need an encore
I'll be by your side
By your side
To be by your side
Mmh
I'll be by your side
If times get rough
I'll be by your
round, lay it down, I'm with the stick-up crew
I beat it down, X-Style, I call that bitch my jigga-boo
I'm from Dade County, nigga, all we do is stick
a real one never need to trick her feet
Prefer by her a benz make she kick up feet
She say me so street, when me hustle the money make
[Talking voice]
Yeah man, just left town man
I'm here, here
Had to get outta town baby
Where you standin' at?
You can pick me up at the round
Ohh, Ohh, Ohh uhh, Ohh ah
(Yeah, ya)
Yeah I might pull up in a Rari
Yeah I might pull up in a Wraith
Chain gone match the style it’s like iceberg
beams
You shootin up dreams I aim for targets you ain't seen
But wait, don't try to sneak up on me from behind I ain't fake
You know my type of style
of it because minute by minute
Temperature it all a rise because you thighs and all you hips, style
You shockin' it, you a rock it, you a kill it
We gon' let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school, uh hah
Okay, shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah,
Beach
And dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I could really give a shit, I'm going out in style
Make me up
done poetry
Done it by myself man i been thru no coaching
With fashion and style man im stepping like an OG
(Fashion and style)
Believing this my time
baby stand right here (yeah)
Give it up to a new nigga
Kid ill, he a true spitter
Shoe switcher with a nice round ass
Tryna see what Imma do with'er
I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin
My style is untangible, like a wild animal
Check the label as it goes round it's on Capitol
That's what
Doors locked don't interrupt us
You can scream my name up in there
You can scream my name up in there
'Cause I like your style, have a grown man
Chop it up
Chop it up
Chop it up
DJ Paul, KOM
In the kisser, in his face
She so open, we so open
She so open, we so open
She so open, soon
bite mi style but him choke
And a try woll him gullet
Gwaan like dem Nuh know a (Noah) who mi is
Wait till di flood hit (Noah & the Ark)
Fucking up di
Ring Game by Razor B
Intro
Tips is a out
Tips is a out
Tips is a out
Tips is a out
1st verse
Tips is a out and cock up is a 10
Ring a ring
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