Lyrics:
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
Oui, d'accord, Venez!"
Are these the people that we should bomb
Are we so sure they mean us harm
Is this our pleasure, punishment or crime
Is this
for chutes
It's just ladders that I choose
Cuz we only going up, if you not then get the boot
It's a hoot, it's a hoot, it's a hoot, it's a hoot
give em heebie jeebies
They won't like this rap
Spit at this mic so long, it might spit back!
Sway these mic's are frail as shit
The type of flame I spit
make me nauseous
Slayin' these bosses so big I'm Colossus
If I catch you walkin', send you to your coffin
Sniped yo man in a field, picked him off just
introduced to your women friends,
'Cause I buy double deuces to rent a Benz,
Like they boots made by Timbaland,
I have to remind, since I got drafted
introduced to your women friends,
'Cause I buy double deuces to rent a Benz,
Like they boots made by Timbaland,
I have to remind, since I got drafted
Father; my fate has been sealed!"
Battle scars are made just to heal
cnd that peace of God comes from grace when you kneel
To pray and then faint is
I'm walkin it
I ain't cocky I'm just confident
Thankin God for my accomplishments
Jaye did it, ain't no stopping him
It's been a long time coming took
Boi . . .
[Layzie]
Mind of a souljah, mind of a souljah, release and feel me
Everybody by now should know my label, my thugsta
These things guidin'
Danger, tell these babies there's no
Space in the manger anybody get rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by
walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins
Double my cup, wait, Wock' on my seat (damn)
Switchin' these lanes, got her face by my knee (her head)
Two-hundred ain't shit to me (nothin', nigga)
I
that I’m gone,
But i made it back home,
I’m up in the spot,
The shop,
Slang in these cameras on camera,
&& packin the chrome,
Cameras on cameras,
I feel
Won't be won't be long till i take off
And have all these girls tryna show me what there made of
Surrounded by cake just like the great british bake
these dirty adolescent's
Spillin hella cool-aid on my K-Swiss
Hey bitch are you finished?
Grab this bottle, and poured hella drank in it
He was drunk, so
“300 000 dead today”
“History made on Wall Street today; a huge rally! The Dow Jones Industrial climbing over the 30 000 point milestone for the first
a problem keep my name out your mouth
Cause these boot spurs are freshly mounted
And I ain't afraid to sleep in the County
If you want a problem we can get it
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
the nighttime
The gang, we come alive out the moonlight
We just some demons walkin' around past midnight
Follow me, follow me, follow me
These women be callin'
Oh-woah, oh-woah
Ayy, you know Cxb, he go crazy
(Xclusive made this)
Different diamonds dancin', new designer fabrics
Why I'm so attracted, can
Uh! He heh
Master P and Treach nigga
It's all family baby
Get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers
And when we posse up these
streets, know what I'm sayin'?
While he on tv, I'm in these streets
And then my broad, my kid walkin' around singin' it
Boy, if they sing another verse, boy
most definitely from
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make
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