Lyrics:
the thing away
I don't even need a whole handle to flip em all it takes is one finger wave
But in the bing for days show you how I'm real
Come home
(Got the bends)
It get crazy after dark I'm at the park (I'm at the park)
And I'm that week they made for sharks (Made for sharks)
Ayo (Yea)
Real niggas
I'm a hustler, ladies man, of course a playa
So say ya, prayers when I park the gator
Ya neighbors, suspect some suspicious behavior
Ready to call
These days better grab my bargain
Like them how I left then sparked it shoulda been her but she was too guarding
Let's talk real quick
Damn true I been by
the park
Put ya shit in park
But it’s something bout you
More then the physical
You could hold a conversation
It be mental too
And I can feel a real
With No Eyes
Who Got Em Poked Out For Spreedin All Her Venonous Lies
I'm Baptised By The Streets I'm Homicidal
With The Shit That I Speak I Resurect
a loss, have the lawyers at the court date
We're all real, y'all part-real part-fake
Nigga, fall back, I'm on stimpack part 8?
You're at the park, I post
Of which they make is more than 700 million dollars
Now wanted by the IRS and we will convict them of tax evasion
I had no choice or remorse for time for
daddy's girl
The nigga's in prison
And he still don't accept you as his own
You wanted to put out the image of a nice little girl looking for growth
Is that
respect the R-O-C or respect the shots
21 thrown out the Heckler and Koch
The CO-D's no respect for the cops
Even if the park right next
To the spot we
Yeah, I want that back in the day, circa 2008, beer cans by the lake
Fall in the love for the fate, find someone and escape
You pour, I relate, we
and smilin'
This chick is clingin' on to me, sobbin' and sighin'
Said she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real, and it's on, and caps
and smilin'
This chick is clingin' on to me, sobbin' and sighin'
Said she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin'
But it's real, and it's on, and caps
worse
I guarantee the day u finally free we finna break the curse
See as an MC you displayed the skills
Still weighing scales, movin weight for real
Day
ah nigga
I'll keep it trill with you
Ride for me I die for you
Just da let you know
Being here with you
Is like an dream come true
You make ah nigga
to breathe will be hard to find
Boxing feelings in the back of the mind
Is not what you need speak up for your life
Cuz the whereabouts of real leaders
Is
どこまでいけるかな？
Light on the planet park
両手を天に伸ばした
i almost forgot you got a boy friend or a girl friend jus see what is happening
if u got a fake Louis bag still
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
Is it still, is it goin'? (Yeah yeah)
(Alright)
so we gon' do this one like for the RattPack and shit, is it recordin'?
Alright for the real
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
Pre Hook
Hey
This is for my dogs
This is for my Day Ones
Get Jammed by The Law
I know they ain't gone say none
All about they change
So them games
ever being a star
If you don't know me I'm not patient
For real homie I'm not waitin'
Push the gate in, take my place and blatantly be complacent
With
Illmatic
On my Rosa Parks in the back writin' like B Rabbit
How I carry it, gimme the beat and then I'ma bury it
Producin' tracks for the underground like
Turn meat to minces, jumps turn to flinches
When I rain I drenches, cleared your park benches (HAH)
Missed you by pinches (HOO) your talk is senseless
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