Lyrics:
fresh huh, a woman's pet
There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get
In the history books or the picture show
It's the golden voice on your
setting up federal appointments now
Nigga all in court, pointin' out
Daddy not knowing what he doin' to his child
We gon' mail him his finger when he get
the brothers act fools
When I turn a party out, all hands is in the air
Some say it's chill, New York throw chairs
The punk funk sound to make a sane man
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
We push weight with ice cubes in a cup
(America's) most (wanted), police pin it up
(Alize an Henny), thug passion brother what
Potent it get a girl
a play?
Cause he's living for you and you and you and you
The brother X tried but he died trying to get through
So why wait until the heartbeat stops
Yo, go
get it right
Get around, get a life
Get it now, set the plan
When I fall, lend a hand
Brother man
Brother man took me by the hand
Told me "There's
Umm hmm p yamz
J what? This is what happens
'Sup Jeff you leaving niggas in
The studio by theyselves yo
Ay yo puff the dutch
Don't make me fuck shit
Killin legends before primes
Daughters don't make it to prom
Where I'm from in the slums
You either go and get it done
Or be the one gettin done
Live by
that you know he's greater
What's my DJ's name, Cut Creator
Now you know, what do you know, Earl roles the weed
I go to the store and get Old Gold
So all
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Talking winning when I'm in the huddle
Bring it down one time
17th Ave. Got em hitting that play sign
Earl be recording so you know it's fucking game time
the app
Stood on everything I said and never took it back (whoa)
No friends in the industry
I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies,
it back (whoa)
No friends in the industry
I had to draw the line between my brothers and my enemies, a fact
Love to start the beef, don't wanna keep
my DJ's name, (Cut Creator!)
What you know, what do you know, Earl roles the weed
I go to the store and get Old Gold
So all you crappy lookin' nappy
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
(Watch me, D up, D up, D up, sucker)
(Ah, you can't check me, man)
(I get on down)
(Oh yeah, I like this basketball)
(D up now, here I go, in yo face)
playing with Pride
Loyalty i've been a Kea since five
Integrity, Brothers that stay by your side
Got principles, morals that we all abide
Respect one
just like a truck When I got hit by the pain
We might not get along if all you do is complain
Learn to take shit to the chin, nobody blocking my way
If
(Watch me, D up, D up, D up, sucker)
(Ah, you can't check me, man)
(I get on down)
(Oh yeah, I like this basketball)
(D up now, here I go, in yo face)
chain put your watch in your pocket
Here come the Braveheart straight out the projects
We live the life where the blood spills
Same thing that get you
The sisters and the brothers who are all
In the same frame of mind
Now listen, get loose, it's unity time
Yeah, yeah
Peace is a presence that we all need
the crown
Wild hundreds south side
Yeah that's how we get down!
I kept my soul like a real brother
Holding it down
And I speak on what I know brothers holding
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