Lyrics:
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot, then
set em off
The world outside is burning
And they're acting out 'cause it's too hot
Pussy ass bitches make em sleep
Eight hours a day and the compete
to the pyramids
Cause a nigga built too different
Built this shit brick by brick
Going too big never ever been on some little shit
Drinking some brown, not Chris
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
the Refugee Camp!
Run up on you be , and leave your seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
From Madina up to Y.O.
El Capitan
Skrrt ooh
Wake up in some cold sweats (Brrt, brrt)
I give you nightmares
Wake up in some cold sweats (Ha)
I just made a hundred in my sleep
It's no
to court and take that charge yeah
Get it by any means we hustle in our sleep
We all tryna eat yea yea yea yea
Get it by any means we hustle in our sleep
around the chimney pots
Or like the pilgrim of the year gone by
He sleeps
Once he was a young man
Who loved in the spring
And lay beneath the upturn sky
Nothing to eat couldn't even sleep
Wasnt no car I was moving on feet
Got me a job I was hired by the streets
Ain't no fire I'm just bring that heat
I
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
up into Hot Shot,
An Autobot hit by the nine will survive but on soul I can promise you now that ya opp’s not,
Guess who nigga Knock knock,
It’s me
off
Dubai to Thailand, she bringing her friend I'm fucking my hoes by the two (Yea yea yea)
I open my window, throw pots and pans and sleep in
the king of the scene.
My flow so icy, it'll leave you in a daze,
Spitting bars so hot, they'll set the booth ablaze,
The one they all look up to, the top
Yeah, where you from?
I'm from New York
The rotten apple, the city that never sleeps
I am the man
Call me DiCapo, a product of these New York
in too many fights
Only do wrong when I wanna do right
Roll me a wood just to sleep through the night
Really don't get much sleep
Too many my
in too many fights
Only do wrong when I wanna do right
Roll me a wood just to sleep through the night
Really don't get much sleep
Too many my
better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate
the smash
The Down Low Recka, shit I rock full clip
In my glock gets hot so stay off my block
I come down hard on cornballs who sleep talk
'Cause you
embedded in me (Nawf)
Leave him hot, he got hit with the cut in his sleep (cut)
I paid a dub to my brother, let's eat (dub)
Bought my bitch a new Urus
Drinking champagne while we chill by the waves
I've been wylin'
Swimming with the sharks on the island
When it gets too hot my girls just dive it
Tell me
of conspiricy
White Water scandals with Bill Clinton Hilary
Too hot to handle
Well put together to dismantle
Fucka, you heard me?
[Sample]
the white horse, but toot my own horn
Sleep
You've been shedding too much light, lu (dumb it down)
You make'em wanna do right, lu (dumb it down)
They're
folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this
Game
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