Lyrics:
niggaz don't when they hit tha door you better believe it's about that show, nigga
[Twista]
Ain't no seeds in my dro, coming cold no matter what season I
Come look into the eyes of a man named Gucci
Got me peepin' out the blinds
Like Malcolm with the Uzi
The government, the church
And the world is so
come to the t'cha
Push up ya han-ds, if you out here gettin paid
Push up ya han-ds, if you don't have AIDS, biddi-by-by
Push up ya han-ds, if you
(phone)
Wanna know when I'ma come home (come home)
She telling me that I be fucking bitches
And I told her that she trippin'
Girl, you must be high off
fast, there's the cops
Never gonna take my foot off the gas
Livin' the life, sharp like a knife
I'm gonna send you to the pearly gates
If you cross me,
I'd cross the seven seas to find you
Waiting on a dream to run to
Come running back to me
With you it feels like home
I'd cross the seven seas
hummus you bitch
I'ma hit a triple double, not a lick of assist
We be bringing round your sister, we be telling her strip
When I was a youngin' they said
place like home
And I'm itching for the hood when I cross the states I roam
On tour getting the crowds going wild and
Stacking the honeys in a pile
cross from L.A. to NewYork (uhhuh)
Hit regardless for what when ever you hit town (aight)
You got real niggas respecting on how you get down
Ain't no
form
And thank god for rainy days like these
Just when the time has come to retire
Baby starts cryin so we dance by the fire
Always does the trick you
You got a playboy mommy, come home
But when you tell them soldiers my name
Cross that bridge all on your own
Little girl they'll do you no harm
When I was drug dealing, man (yeah)
I made a killing, man (yeah)
I'm not broke, I cop coke by the kilogram
Fuck how your feeling, man (what)
I'm
Lord, send the angels for my darling
And take her to that home on high
I'll wait my time out here on earth love
And come to you when I die.
I hear
of a clock
You might get killed for being black, no longer state of a shock
Too many lames to keep account, like when the hell it's gon' stop?
Crooked cops
know
-definitely
when you get better you come out, make your mama proud,
make yourself proud, you keep ya head up, nigga
-definitely
you understand?
-I
ha hah!
When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!
You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though
You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon!
[method man]
Garvey
Shout out to that Pop Darby.
Coon don't cross my intersection
Drako burn that's indigestion
Bitch I know you watching me like Hulu
Who knew
and by Lord by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky Lord in the sky
I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw
Trade cross-game, we all in, Y’all
Join the team we calling y’all
Locked in the Shardverse, hardverse, stars bursting when I, I invest so much
It’s
consecutive lows (uh-huh)
While gradually, my decimals rose
Like fans in the stands, section, and rows when exitin' shows (come on)
Stare me down and you get
weed from a Russian
I remember when I used to rhyme for next to nothin'
I got so much ta offer every time I tell you somethin
I'mma bout ta drop it,
Hilfiger made by Tommy
So when I speak, hope to reach my boricua mamis
Oh, come to papi, I love it when it's wet and sloppy
In and out the mouthpiece
scripts by whites like Mr. Al Capone
[ Bushwick Bill ]
Yeah
America
A land that made Christopher Columbus
A historian for bringing madmen, white slaves,
Don't mean that he nice
It just means u corny as fuck
When you speak into mics
Im from the home of the
Great Daddy Kane & Rakim
Pac, Nas, Notorious Big,
.jpg/300px-Christopher_Cross_in_beaumont_ca_(2637703689).jpg "Christopher Cross")
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