Lyrics:
sayin'
(Hey, woo)
I see red, uh (red), fifty racks on your head (fifty)
Draco get to shakin' like dreads (Draco)
We go retarded, go sped (retarded)
featuring Da Unda Dogg Dangerous Dame JT the Bigga Figga
[Da Unda Dogg]
Whassup boy?
[Mac Dre]
What's happening playa just
sensu jak kadłubek u chiromanty
Ja ogarnę dychę złapię zadycha
Zdycha raper za dychę bo unikalny jest Michał
Jestem „C" z miasta „B" czekasz kiedy powiem
See the mystery
Broken history
Reformatted by the demon leaking speech
I ain't fuck
Neo-papacy
All yo' nazi shit is level puppetry
Workin' all day no
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
they yelling (there it go, T-Bo)
Yeah you right, you fucking right that's me
Beating down your block, rims chop ridiculously
[T-Bo]
I paid the cost
Since I lost my older brother i changed a lot
Motivated by the older hustlers from the block
Oh yeah I struggled so I learnt to stack my guap
Came up
[C-Bo]
C'mon niggaz
Yeah
The Thug Lordz in this bitch
Get up... salute nigga, 21 salute nigga holla..
THUG... LORDZ!
Niggaz that ride or die for
Pull up on the block and I
Be serving all them C notes
Serving all those C notes
We got packs of the coke and indo
Remember last time we finessed
That
by 86, but I won't miss
Hit you in yo shit, and bust it to the click
Wiz killed a snitch, leave no witnesses
I can't let Lil Bo sit
I'm out tonight,
Hopin' tHat I remember
Obama lied, ain't see sHit cHanged
THe cocaine came, witH no sHame
We does our thing
My gang go bang, His blog be tHe same
Her block
Tragedy, MC Shan and the whole crew, you know how that go
Marley Marl, and my man Big Bo locked up in the piece
And my man Drawz, you know
(Big Mayo
of the lean and the bo
You know we keep it street
Flippin bids for the dough
In the city of d
19 street is the block
They be like whoa
Everytime they see me
Di youth dem get blind by stardom
Now di King of Kings a call
Ol' man to pickney
So wave unnu hand if you with me
To see the sufferation sick me
Dem
the cracks, while y'all played tag
I was a young gun learin' how to fight back
A 'lil rock head fuck, who neva learned shit
Who picked up a habit for the block
[C-Bo]
My whole crew balling
Pushing roses down to the impalas
On a mission for dollars bumping hoes
You know my motto
All about the cash 6
the block like a lockdown
Used to trap we investing in stocks now
Gotta clean up the money, I feel like I'm Marty
My family live out by the docks now
Have you
bitch, playing with her like lets have a baby
Get writers block when I read passed the pages
I might've stopped by, check the navigation
Like me or not,
raised by the old ones (ooh)
And when they see me they be like "what you know huh?
Don't forget all your family and where you came from
Money change,
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
ain't gotta grab the musket
It's all safe and sound, champagne by the bucket
Where them niggas I shouted out on my first shit?
Bo cooking blow, fucking
a nigga go ghost
Onna bos don't play about mines
How you putting trust in them niggas and they dropping them dimes
Keep spinning they block rewind
Its about
in the sky
You probably gotta fly just to buy (Who!)
Kinda guy walkin' by with a Desert 45
Probably be a legend before I die (Die!) You wanna see me
to, the decent Negro?
The acceptable Negro? Hell nah
But they say "These are our heroes"
You Homey The Clown, bowtie, apple pie, Bo Jangles
But we
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