Lyrics:
Ayo, D Smoke
Man, why don't you represent the 'Wood one time, could you please?
Supa Good Smi-doke
D-S-M-O-K-E, bitch, it's official
I got
extending my
Hand that boy's a rat
And I don't party in them
Clubs where informants at
Cause they watching, and the listening
And they plotting with they
One two
Yes, The Roots layin' back, real-xin
Coolin' out with my man Malik be
We call him Sla-xon
YaknowhatI'msayin? We in effect
Mo like
Got the blood of maya shamans
Flowin down into my roots
The blood of mexica warriors
Flowin down and thru my roots
Got em walkin rockin stomping
In
[Baby talking]
Um hmm:fo sho
You can do big thangs when you're the Big Tymers
And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga
You really don
that's how we do this
It's all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin'
I come from where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by
roll like a troop
I don't front, I told you girls by the group
So don't try to play me, I'm strictly for the ladies
(Finesse, what's up? You looking
Carlo
Lord have Murciélago, yeah
And I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed
To look into my parents eyes when I'm scared to die
My eyes same color
there is bitches in Carlo
Lord have Murciélago, yeah
And I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed
To look into my parents eyes when I'm scared to die
My
the air flying up above
The enemy from overseas (the seas)
I grabbed my family by the hands and we ran away
We're running from the enemy
No roots, no
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
be feelin'
(All right)
Don't stop keep it goin' now come on
[Chorus]
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
lean, lean)
A pint will cost you 'bout a G (Codeine)
Don’t call it pint, just call it P (PT’s)
F on my rims, I’m in the D (I'm in Detroit)
Don’t F'
the topic
At the rich man’s ass who got the power to stop it
Is it reasonable concerning something this lethal?
The reason medicine is produced is for green
't mess with me when I'm in my zone
Yeah don't mess with me when I'm in my zone
Let's get it started, no pity parties I'm in the Monte
Carlo follow, I'm set
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
bang-bang, 9er gang (bang-bang, 9er gang)
Bay Area, we shinin', man
Uh, y'all are mostly haters
But I still root for the Las Oakland Raiders (Raiders)
With
You know I'm puttin' something on me right before I leave outta the car (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You don
Dont call it no come back
I kno wat im doin
Im clutch man
(Clutch)
N**** dont move
(Dont move)
Back in tha bushes my roots
(My roots)
All bout a price
hands up high
And have a party for one
I'm having a me party
A party by myself
A me party!
I don't need nobody else
I'm having a me party
I'm the first
her, uh
Brand new money
Run up on me, chopper hoppin' like a bunny
I don't walk it, I run it
Keep it one hundred
Headshot, headshot, drive-by in a Hummer
from the truth
Every time they see us want to shoot
Man, its blood in the streets and the roots
Awe man WAKE UP
Everything ain't really what it seems
1-800-Iceman... ice ya'self up...
Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, Im-pala!
Mannie: DV-to the-DV-to the-DVD, you can HOLLA!
[BABY] (Verse 1:) Fa' sho,
my life, been po'
But it really don't matter no mo'
And they wonder why we act this way
Nappy Roots gon' be okay, okay
Came in the game,
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