Lyrics:
Boy what you say?
Oh my God, all my dues gotta pay
It's on God when I say that you fake
Pray to God, cause the risk that I take
It's too much
You know what I'm sayin' like
Real talk man, like, niggas ain't
Know about no Molly's til niggas
Brung it to the, to the table
(yeah) nigga like
Yeah I rap and I grow weed
When you this great, niggas don't hate
It's about dollars so it can't wait
Roll that shit and get real in that city
long ship - it’s heading to lee,
When a whipped up tail wind soon veers it to sea,
The gall from the galleys, the belt from the breeze,
Like the rattling
overlook the courtyard
I put a cross on my love
The p'tites pépés for touch
Should first lengthen
If it is cold as in December
When evening comes j
to seek revenge.
There was a time, when the weak would suffer.
The ones in power would crush all who dissent.
Just look around, because nothing's
the transition from B-boy to C-note stance
I stand in a circumference of humbleness
But in the Chi rumble it's
Mistaken as a weakness, when poetry's in motion
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
dining, Olive Garden
Nah bitch, Nas is in the real deal food spots on the constant
Pick the right wine, a Chianti to wash it
Lifestyle encompasses top
hand not what I got and
(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)
And (Cool J) It's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and
(L) Get it all baby don't stop (L)
i'm 14 so i had to. pave the way
When i pop some off this pills, mec j'me sens comme hallyday
Et tu n'a même pas idée de c'que j'peu faire avec un mic,
4, 3, 2, 1
[redman] hahh [method] hah
[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh
[ll cool j] make it butter
[redman] I'm gonna bankhead bounce!
[ll cool j] no
real on this end
No friends, J-M
(Shit it real on this end)
Shit is real on this end
(Shit is real on this end)
No friends, J-M
Verse One: [Junior
a given
The motto be 'forget dem' who are we kidding
Stone cold prison sponsored by myopia
Slogan of the century must be yentie obiaa
The people no get
neck and do bad things with it!
Well on that note, thank you J (Sure)
For real, what's up with poppin one of those Soloquium pills?
Take your ass
it
Instead of writing me letters, when I ain't even gonna read it
I want to know who gave control over me
Over to someone I don't know, way before I
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah
Real love like Mary J Blige
Real love like Mary J Blige, yeah
And you love when I look in your eyes
And you love when I
To get real and rip wheels its downright ignant
And when he step off, toss the confetti
He burn more wheels that Mario Andretti
Jeff is there anythin
to cope!
It's not always good just to get by
Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high?
You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks
Identify with the goods
a magic wap (wap, wap)
She belong to the streets like corner block (yeah, yeah)
I'm a real sharpshooter when I shoot my shot (baow)
She gon' strip it all
that it’s true
j :uh uh you can take a ride with me uh
d: my love for you
j : and you know that i’m loyal girl
ever since day one when i saw you girl
To get real and rip wheels its downright ignant
And when he step off, toss the confetti
He burn more wheels that Mario Andretti
Jeff is there anythin
old
How many unit's have they sold?
Never go Platinum, never go Gold
When I make a tune, it's totally cold
When I make a tune, it’s totally neat
Spit so
Churchill
It's mad when man wanna murk you
But you know you gotta be in by curfew
And I seen a lot of man get pressured, why?
I grew up in Streatham
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