Lyrics:
gets rough
But I'mma rock it cause my pockets ain't stuffed enough
All the freaks wouldn't speak cause my checks were weak
They would turn the other
gets rough
But I'mma rock it cause my pockets ain't stuffed enough
All the freaks wouldn't speak cause my checks were weak
They would turn the other
the shit just spit now it's dirt
Death pressing ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work
Stand by the grand high exalted
At your door with
of confidence and flavor
A platform to speak my truth and never waver
Mic check 1, 2
Enough respect due to
GM Flash and Breakbeat Lou, oooh
Kool Herc and The Rock
on a mission
for my niggas holla
[Chorus: repeat 2x]
[Verse 2: Bizzy]
Projects like Y-A, sell rocks slide in my low-low, for sho'
Grab my pesos, compadre slow
got a life to live but can't sleep in the night
The time is right i think that you should know at times i used the knife
A razor blade run it cross ya
I need a Ms. Cleo I ain't meet no Cleopatra yet
Make a holy mother baby Jesus in a bassinet
If I take ya bitch it's cuz we click a pair of castanets
Got a big ting tuck yeah
Ah true mi a big shot
But mi Neva haffe sell rock
Put a spliff in the air
Live ya life with no fear
Mi nuh cyare
Bout dem
and roll
Stop and roll
[x2:]
Stop and roll
Stop drop and roll
They be like.go mikie
Gohead and hit ya dougie.
Stop drop and roll with it
Do it
Y'all really down to ride with us
Cross side get wild with us
Get it crunk all the way live with us
From the South to the Eastside with us
(Verse Two
baby, you can slide ya thong
And I'ma slide in, and you can ride out
I know you freaky, babe, you can wild out
You see, I ride like a rap star, live
a suicidal attempt
And on the real live tip you're just another whimp
I cause earthquakes when I rock old breaks
I flip on snakes cause I got what it takes
We go round, round, round, round
Everywhere that I go, people know me by the way I flow
I keep it moving in the right direction
and everyday you
missed by a yard
Got more bodies than bracelets got charms
We walk down hop fences and cars
One false move and he gone see the stars
Fixing to be like
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
on yo' tongue
[Scoopastar]
I cop bricks, in tha six, watchin' flicks wit my dogz
Cause flippin' 2 for 36 and hit licks wit my dogz
Cop glocks, rock
prove, not to you but to
Me and the niggas and the witches in my crew
Tarot say the tower and the moon, what it do
Whatcha do when ya dude's Buddha smooth
you don't turn
My Father's gonna settle the score
Burn baby burn
Na na now what na na now what
Check it out
Verse 2
I'm teachin cats
How to live with
me
That's like an oxymoron
I flirt with building your empire
Gotta shake the snake in the grass and spark sharks to swim by ya
'Cause every meek
was I hiding again
My fault I'm not in your block freely
Say it Nigga you just dying to meet me
Wait a second keep ya eye on the tv
Baby don't act outa
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs autoshotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
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