Lyrics:
Shine son like a diamond
I'm harder than one by one
Flew flicker, Crew licker
Shoot quicker, Loot getta
You can't handle this cause I'm the truth nigga
to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive
Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
Nobody from my crew will I forget
And if I
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
time
We spinned the block about 4 times
Threw a grenade and it exploded rhymes nigga
My crew hot feel his two shots
Ladies love me like the new Pac
I'm
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
Dizzy Gillespie
I don't aim where yo' vest be (bang)
[W.C.]
I'm too hot, to stop, walkin' up with two Glocks
Way more than two shots, that'll make
The weekend is made for the crew aye!
You want it to be lit my line you hit cause that's what we do 2x
My prescence is a resonance, I come through like
chilling, I grab the Buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and root for the villain, huh
Plus, every morning, I go out and love it,
Verse 1:
Never seen a nigga come from the mud this clean/ you boy be superb money making supreme/ if your grind is essential then you can live out your
lay
Hard from the joint but fly to my heart
I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shot gun blasts
a fuck about ya crew
You try to keep up but got stuck like the two
Between nevers and Atlantis, I kicks a frantic
And goddamn it, watch me and my man
16's US missiles
Put some sauce on it
Tell 'em put some sauce on it
I think I put too much sauce on it
The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah
Get the club all hot than a mug
Imma need a lil somethin’ cool me off (Yeah)
Double cup with a couple cubes (Two)
Goin’ up, Louie comin’ through (Woo!)
at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
'em, tell 'em, I don't need that shit
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a mob?
Who said I need a crew?
Who said I need a mob?
I do this by myself
I
We dealing
Ten for two
Ten for two
Ten for two
We dealing
God and Crew
Staying True
How we do
I'm the bringer ting ting a linga
Buyaca flinga rhyme
nigga, better follow the white lines
Your up on the sidewalk, off course, read the sign
I'm so ill, y'all niggas is so wack
Your whole crew is such, y'all
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
I was broke I hadda get by
Know my haters had a field day
But on my clavicle some new ice
They walking by and need a replay
She used to hate me now
the block hot when
I bring out the stove
I like it fast, live lavish
I used to blow money
Then my nigga told me that slow be sho' money
Ima' beat the bock
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
Some day, I know I'm gonna meet the right chick
Some day, build my house brick by brick
Some day, I might be the rapper with the hits
Some day, lounging,
(Once again)
Once again
It's the infamous back in the house once again
Live the life, that of diamonds and guns and now gems
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