Lyrics:
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The way they
Yo, yo fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right
And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put a
Eighteen year old nigga making his own fucking beats
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made seven whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
That's why y'all been waitin' so long
For my next album it's been year long
So when it hits it'll be strong
No more waitin' it's been too long
8 Track
can count 'em
In the last 20 years I made 16 albums
[Chorus]
16 Hoes (Tasha, Tameka)
16 Hoes (Karoline and Kisha)
16 Hoes (LaShonda, Shaquita)
16 Hoes
Step by step
Nkhatwi l'grand terre
Negga oh shit hadik farina wela Coca!
N3ich ki L'panda hna ma tetma3ch bel vida loca
7naya n7abo rap porton ma chefna
your bitch about me, say my dick big and smoke strong
Got Drums on guns, big enough to hang a coat on
Surrounded by these killers, tell me why I need
had keyed my moms car like 'remember my birthday you bastards'
'94 was the year I turned 7, my mommy ain't give me no presents
Because I was still being
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
now (You in danger now)
You a DC here trying to save her now (Captain save a ho)
Was the game, I'm the player now (Bitch what)
By yourself, who you came
on and jumble
on and get the words back to front and front to back and all that good stuff.
Run To The Hills, chart position number seven, got there. Released
shit turning on 28-inches
My shit burning like 500 plus
And this album's a three permer and a clutch, yeah
24/7 (yes, sir)
I go hard (go hard, go
propelling myself to the heavens
Never chase a bitch if she just a seven
What I do, get pesos
Just want head, no besos
All I need, this paper
If it ain’t
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
sock
Feel like Mozzy, I got one up top (yeah)
Couple years, real niggas gonna be extinct (bam)
Bitch, I got a MAC-10 under this mink (hey)
Pull up,
and seven years ago prepared to flow prepare for war
I shall fear no man you don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired to go in one ear out
and seven years ago prepared to flow prepare for war
I shall fear no man you don't hear me though
These words ain't just paired to go in one ear out
take a trip up north i rather take ur life i ain't trying take a loss if i got get it gotta tale it by force
ahh yeah this is our year forget last year
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
Bitch niggaz do bitch thangs
Look at 50 what he does
the streets rollin
(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
Bitch
copycats
Copy raps, I will not be that, I'm y'all ass 24/7, 10/4 copy that
Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon' do about it huh?
Nothing, yea,
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