Lyrics:
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes
Brothers are amused by
Flip pack everyday
I don't even want the bag
Kick back no way
Boy I'm coming for the plaque
Lay flat no change
You ain't never had a chance
No cap
the cross fire without no caps
And on my way out, I heard a sucker scream and shout
"Niggas, Niggas", yea, cold turn the party out
Hardcore to make
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
way to Austin, Texas
Headed right from California
For that South By South West
Twenty hour drive without rest
No down time, no sound check
But that
But I know on his own he ain't the same (No way no way)
RLM got the coldest of flows, no u can't compare bro we ain't the same
Holdup wait just stay in
No, no, no diggity
This is the remix remat
Brought you by Blackstreet
No diggity no doubt (one, one, one, two no diggity)
Play on, playa
She was
Overall
Overall
99 Overall
Overall
Overall
99 Overall
Throw the ball
Told all them hoes don’t call my phone no more
I told them niggas I called my
there Cause were 100 here
I can't lose no way no how
I can't lose no way no how
I can't lose no way no how
I can't lose no way no how
I can't lose no
never ever once lost my cool (no way!)
It's just a story of an everyday black man
Give thanks that the beast never pulled out they tools
You see I,
O.M.B., my brother, bring on the bass
There's dollars to be made and posses to waste
Pass by the hood to pick up the gat
Stop by the studio for the new
Take a little chance don’t be scared to take a loss
Whoever's in your way send em bouncing off the ropes
Spine buster people’s elbow grab em by
Pull up with the posse, now the mosh going insane
We're America's most wanted and we're so glad that you came
Getting right straight to the bag,
whoo yaah
Martinsfeelz music and currency baba oh
this is the remix oh this is the remix oh
me and you me and you baby (baby girl make we leave them)
[ Brother J ]
Descending from the tribes of Africa
Inspired by the great black leaders
[ Professor X ]
Vanglorious
This is protected
By the Red,
this the remix
We back on our bullshit been about 2 years
Thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me
Call me trash like algae
Gotta
this the remix
We back on our bullshit
Been about 2 years, thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me, call me trash like algae
Gotta
the ice you can see[00:41.99]I'm running it up ain't no stopping for me[00:43.60]Making the g's I collect em' with ease[00:45.06]Money on me said there's
the right way
So listen up if you got a big ego
You gon' shut that shit up, no one messes with my spirit you know
Working on my vibe
Working on my vibe
the dash
Cartier jeans, ain't no way I can sag
Ain't no way I'ma ever gon' go out bad
I can't go out, no way I'ma go out
I just grip on her ass and I
99th to Locke
And all that's in between lessons learned from these blocks
Yeah it's Watts in me, where Magicians played at Gompers
This way is the West
toward South Shore, wrong way homey
This street's for Mix-A-Lot's posse only
Looked in his mirror saw my big gold grill
Ain't no place to run so you
bikini
From Compton, Watts to Pasadena
If you don't seen a fly girl it's a misdemeanor
The town to astound, city by the shore
Our posse's in the house
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
Discuss these no way remix by 99 posse Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In