Lyrics:
to the scene
Like it's freezing breathing menthol
Much love for my gs
Man I love my team real rap
Could never forget you
Now we're all gonna eat
And them
I can never lose
Chess or checkers make a move
Drippin' in them jewels like I
Just got out the pool
Skinny nigga sittin' on that
Money like the jews
for clappin', with one hand
Talent's on my roster this mobster'll dump land
Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never leave the crib
called me right back, man it called me right back, oh no
I'm like a Russian mobster, drinking distilled vodka
Until I'm under the field with Hoffa,
called me right back, man it called me right back, oh no
I'm like a Russian mobster, drinking distilled vodka
Until I'm under the field with Hoffa,
the wig-splitters and skid bitters who gets realer
Like Beenie Man, carjack a bitch nigga
Who got the keys to the Jeep? Sim Simmer
We never heard of yo clique but
the mobsters
Bitch, I've never touched a mop in my life
I've never ever nine-to-fived in my life
I'm riding through the D with all my jewelries
So much love
wax
Ah one new dance weh Chi Ching find again
Ah run the street and the lane and 'round di the bend
Way Up! Ah di name and di title
Done by
without a di-doubt
You think I'm a maniac mobster the way I put hit after hit out
My A&R man tries to sham, he'll get his heart bit out
The company must
a one of none, you never seen it probably (woo, hah)
I took some cheddar out the vault to pay the lawyer for my man
Weapon possession and felony assault
that's why I'm slayin' you niggas
Never knew what hit him
Got the doctor X rayin' you niggas
Turned you to a victim, man
I sprinkle some yay' on you niggas
beginner never inna
Mansion on di hill and gyal a nam di banana
Yo swear a gorilla
Him wuk more than a pillow
Ice conch meck thugs feel chiller
Get a couple
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy,
flirtin'
That time that I was flirtin' with uncertain
Never thought I'd be surrounded by
Housekeepers, chauffeurs, chefs and servants
Diamonds screamin',
Runnin after money
I’m Tom it’s Jerry
Off white hoodie
Drop top hoes staring
Need two umbrellas
Tryna catch this drip
Sip lean by the line
I ain’t
and the game y'all
Do me a favor, don't ever play with my ball
Never been a player-hater I just ain't playing with y'all
You watching lame but look I'm taking
guaco now yuh murder di shut
Look inna yuh self bwoy dah killing dah nuh worth yuh and a man inna war yuh go fi di man
Yuh never see di man but yuh murder
Mike Dizzle you a fool fa dis one
Rest in peace to Pimp C you'a G to me
Corey Miller and that Chad Butler pullin' kick doors
My chest gettin'
Mentally and sexual, we both intellectual
Can't forget how I met you;
You thought I was a boxer, Prince Nasim
But I'm the mobster, Nas from Queens
like beenie
Last Ina benz like spragga
Make a pack disappear Houdini
You can ask my friends Ima trapper
See dem man n get squeezy
Dey see man & wanna
Grandma house is day care
We ain't have no day care
Punk as police come around
You know the never play fair
Caught us by inches
By selling crack by
subliminals
See, all my life I was raised
By a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching
My pistols and my genitals
Picture this: picking kicks out
Of Foot
subliminals
See, all my life I was raised
By a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching
My pistols and my genitals
Picture this: picking kicks out
Of Foot
You know seh Selasie I say somtin all di time
cnd wen Selasie say dat dat tin is a true tin
Respect to all the man dema choose with interest
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