Lyrics:
Me and my crew in a little tour show
Learned to flip the door with the money we've got.
The blocks stay hot getting knocked it's on
Till one by
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
Yea, aye I'm a man so I stand on my own two
I give a damn about a hater and his whole crew
No jump shot so I'm selling crack
To tell you the truth,
said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take
Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn
before I do
cn instant classic by none other than Maimouna Youssef
Dig the lyrics jack, she's dropping some knowledge and making you feel good too
c little
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
SMEE
Well, a pirate’s work is never done
PIRATES
It’ll break your back in two
SMEE
Even pirate’s need a little fun
PIRATES
Yes, we need some fun,
run for cover
Oh you silly thinking y'all safe
Getting blackballed by the pool this
Ain't no ball 8 billiards billionaire
Flowing like Dillion's hair
(What's the definition of a lick?)
Taking a niggaz shit
(Hey put that on sumthin)
I put that on The Click, The Click
Back to fuckin work one
with some bullshit
There's no limit to what can happen
As the peace barrier has
Been broken by ignorance
People find themselves impaled in
Hell and it's
the armor,
You the jack pot and I got your number,
Sit up,
Hands everybody this a stick up,
Money in the bag now fill up,
Everybody face down on the ground
of bad bitches
I like em in 2s
We getting money
Come fuck with the crew
If you can't keep up
Try to stay in the loop
I know I'm so wrong
It's gone on so
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Jack feeds on the birds of night
Not even bubbies bicycling (two-by-two) can stop the blood and feathers flying
(Who got shot tonight?)
(Who got shot
John Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said, "'Fore the sheriff comes I wanna tell you, listen boy"
Said, "Learn to ball a jack, learn to lay
Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn
I wanna hit line drives
Wanna lose weight?
For you
Hey, what's up doc?
Now I was raised in a sandbox next to you and her
You was holding
bent too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me *scratch**scratch**scratch* , Yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas
want to fuck with niggas in khakis
But hoe i bet for the dough
You quick to jack that ass like a 4
So quit fronting on a nigga and lick these and bitch
and yellin'
Hey what Slob we gon' blast on next, 'cause? It ain't no tellin'
I ain't no motherfuckin' natural born killer
That's just a trade I picked up from
cocked back, but he spit about one time
Slumped out, sun down, and his man coming by
With like two more trucks and they creep from behind
Threw it in
by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If it don't move your feet
Then, I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Way like them
Verse
Southside Eastside Westside
we
keepin' it G
We
need
to live by the code of street
We
in the club twenty
deep
yo
Everybody on the streets know
This
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