Lyrics:
by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact,
'm deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up,
'm deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up,
the crain on the haters to end my pain
So I can drain all my bad blood in vein
Down and broken bound by lock & key
Shamed for who I am, Modern slavery
out
No doubt, I'm about my cash, and all about my clout
Yeah, now speak on it, cousin who want it, talk to me
Heav' Diggy, niggy be jiggy, gruff
voice of reason
(shh) not a sound so when my people tell me
Typ you gotta make it
I reply with this record for all my fans
Who be putting me in their
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote
With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope
But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass
Startin' static with
Kurupt:
Yeah
Nobody pour out the eggnog and Hennessey
Hahaha
(Merry Christmas)
Daz:
(I wish I had love)
This goes out to all my
buzz, lovin' me
Physically and mentally, I knew that it was never meant to be
I know you know this girl by the name of Danielle
Body of a Goddess,
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Step by x's with a brand new motherfuckin' mic
Now can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known
To blow the mind of Michelangelo's
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
shit, I make the rules that I live by
In and out the house, late at night, and plus I got high
The homies influenced me to be the G of all G's
the people treated him bad
They said," Daz was the worst thing his moms ever had"
They said, "He he would grow up to be nothin' but a gangsta"
Or either in
[Daz intro]
(Who is it?) Mac Shawn
(Who is it?) The Mac!
(Sup? What you need) I don't know quarter, half or something, what? Fifty?
(Oh you need
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
and I'm out
'Cause there's someone else who deserves my attention
So all the homies round up in the lobby
'Cause bustin' bitches is a hobby, nigga
It's
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Hey Nate you know you got to focus on this motherf***er
We's gonna talk about these scandalous hoes
I can talk about scandalous b****es
Oh I
to smother you (that's right)
Undercover in a bucket like fuck it
What them real niggas got to say to them bitch niggas boy?
This gangsta shit
And I'm a be
the people treated him bad
They said," Daz was the worst thing his moms ever had"
They said, "He he would grow up to be nothin' but a gangsta"
Or either in
the strange name
I show no shame
Cause god gave the me the gift of game
Now, who are you?
Mutha fuck you and your crew
You think of drive by's
Nigga I will
it's the D-O-Gs
The K-U-R-U-P-T and the D-A-Z
Well, ah, you know how we treat hoes (fuck 'em)
Slam 'em on they back like dominos
Oh, how I don't
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