Lyrics:
Brown Bag stash boiling in my veins
Stress in the crosshairs keep steady and aim
The Taurus M85 ultralight
Halt ya plight, this is grimace wars
Niggas get
that shit smack
But instead I'm surrounded by youngins that ain't got no sense
Steady be throwing up sets
And females that rock RBF's but on the low they
Well nigga roll me a mic
And let me smoke it til' I'm high
If you ever seen me rock than you know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
thing, yo, it's my thing
The way I swing not even an orangutan can
Hang on my DING-DING saved by the bell rang
I talk, yell, whisper, mumble street slang
never see what I rock
See this rolly do the tik, so imma let it do tok (Let it do talk)
In the beginning, they ain't really shaking hands with the boss
Max Julian on a ho
Used to run the rock, Jim Brown in the snow
Moncler bomber, armor Under Armour
.38 special 'cause I believe in karma
Double
Gats by the punani (uh-huh)
For brown-nose pussy crushers
Cap peeling lovers, ignorant motherfuckers
Drive a Benz, no Miata (uh), this honey's got
Gats by the punani (uh-huh)
For brown-nose pussy crushers
Cap peeling lovers, ignorant motherfuckers
Drive a Benz, no Miata (uh), this honey's got
40 acres
Me and niggas payment
Right now, no pay me later woo
Right now, no pay me later
We steady chasin' paper
Get fucked over by neighbors
So when
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
steady when it's slow
Have you ever seen a spirit out the water that glows
Wake up ina morning smella coffee
Loving yo brown life when it's costly
a visit
'Cause you're there daily, guards tryin' to get your number
You don't dare tell me, tongue kissin' steady humpin'
Tryin' to touch you somethin'
ten toes down
MJ on Motown, James Brown slide through the town
Get it by any means, you ain't lookin' at a clown
I made it from the bottom, my nigga
let off caps
Ha, Hitchcock couldn't write more wicked raps
Rip the Godfather, then you start that braggin
I never jumped on a James Brown bandwagon
with cracked rocks filled to the top
Blood drops spilled by the cops looking to stop your money crops
Making it ill hot for you to run shop that's when
name was charlie brown
When the kid is played out your rap record is finished
Deminish, you couldn't come strong if you ate a gang of spinish
Popeye, you
Well nigga roll me a mic
and let me smoke it til' I'm high
if you ever seen me rock
then you know that I-
live and die for
the things I do
hush lil baby you don't gotta cry
I know this life is hard you just gotta try
Everyday steady workin we just gettin by
Skin brown with the curls yeah
I’m seeing all the tats on
Your arm of the hieroglyph
But I’m not buyin’ shit
Yeah I’m seeing all the clothes
That you rock with the big stock
The Levy is heavy nigga
(Dem Hittaz comin' for ya)
They Don't miss, red beam steady on ya
Dat Six by Eighteen box, ready for ya
Uh, You feel like a celeb
Little Kim:
Big Momma, keys in Tiawana
Some call me Donna Karan or Armani
Gats for the poonani
For brown nose pussy crushers
Cap peelin others. Ignorant
tryin' to steal all my crops
Or could it be the one that sold the hydroponic rocks
Or is it that one claimin' he had the power
Tryin' to grow herb but
clost cock the toast and make you see Ghost-s like Whoopi
Have you ever seen a nigga get snatched up by his drawers
And wonder the cause, 'cause big
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