Lyrics:
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
nah
Lost some cousins to that steel, that hurts still
Plus, the act of getting served never really serves a purpose
I take refuge in how this pad
Nigga U not ( U Not)
Paul walker Living life 2 fast 2 furious
Think u can hang U can’t be serious
Turn yo bitch into my backpack
Cuz she was curious
an album, get classes
(Chorus)
(Prodigy)
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B
B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
a futon
But the truth be told
I'm thick font on point and bold
I break the mold, I bend don't fold
My soul has been controlled
By the creator
Hit a brother
Mama moved us to Georgia, when I was like six
Got jumped and hung from a tree by some white kids
They left me there to die that's when I knew life
Lebanon,
His people died by the Missile
A white boy I know,
His brother died sniffin' crystal
Different mothers
And different colors
That ain't
said forget what you don't have, look at what you do
You got your, father, your mother, your sister, your brother
You three albums deep and plus you just
I pop up
Plus, you just act tough cause Suge got locked up
I am above y'all, when you droppin your raps to diss me
I only recognize the top of your
real estate brother, I need the askin' price
Imagine another rapper making me perspire
I got more styles and more flows, plus I'm much flyer
I got
the Walther
I'm all about the action
Like I'm Paul Walker
I'm smokin' on diesel and headed to spirit
And this shit so loud
Bet a deaf nigga hear it
Where is you
boys
Still trappin wit a PCP
Yeah
Benjamin
Hunnit plus degrees
On the pendelum
Tryna keep balance
But the greed keep sending them
Swinging by the trees
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
grabbed him by the coat
[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that
[ Slug ]
album, got no time to chat it out
He offered Corey a flight, said he could land by tonight
Corey replied, "shit, like, maybe I might"
Corey pride took
on that walker pocket
The derringer
If, we ever up and close, uppercut, comatose
Waxed out money sounds based up
On a different note thin line, thinner rope
They say you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover
But a book is a poor comparison to a lover
Or should I say a sister, if I never kissed her
Or if it
treacherous theive
Plus I'm with a bitch who can't
Pronounce all her S's and T's
Bilingual, no singles, no jingle
Nigga, this the album
Told Columbia pick up
That's when it all changed
See that's was the first time we wanted to get on stage
I was nervous, my brother wasn't afraid
We both was at a very
performed two songs and most hate it
I'm despised by the heavens, my tombstone is post-dated
I told flex he had to wait to get my album, but I guess he
to watch the D's play in the street
Plus I couldn't wait to squeeze my first heat
I used to pray to God before I went to sleep every night
Same time I was
album was the Wicked Ways & Softer Shades
Konphlicted was the perfect name
Cause though you yearned for change
Was burned by the harshest of the game
You
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