Lyrics:
niggaz on them cell blocks
We gon' R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E
You can't fuck with my army
My niggaz is untouchable, eatin niggaz like Lunchable
.45 be crushin
Now they ain't throw a swerve for them niggas' jokes
Tell them niggas free double R Like we is not into the back four
But you coulda been in the back
of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run some odds and ends with
It's not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's non-existent
Robin
Darling, when the moon is bright
I want you to be holding me tight
Migo!
She see me pull up in that 'Rari
I'm thinkin' 'bout choppin' the toppy
you is a h-o-e get a j-o-b
I'm h-o-t on the t-o-p
Mister Mosely get the b-a-t
Dont copy this here cause I done d-i-d
It could get h-e-c-t-i-c
f-i-s-t in
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
like i just Won The lotto
And my swag you can borrow
When lead you gotta follow
I been 10 toes down in these Streets like I'm OPTO
NO
Dripping
Double
a cummerbund
Rack race
I'm in first place
Fuck a runner up
Young nigga run it up
Young nigga run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Real niggas getting to it
Nah you
of the loud
Either in them toys tryna run up the miles ,Makes sense
I come from D A D E Before that O five put that three
Me and E T like Shaq and Kobe
you is a h-o-e get a j-o-b|I'm h-o-t on the t-o-p|Mister Mosely get the b-a-t|Dont copy this here cause I done d-i-d|It could get h-e-c-t-i-c|f-i-s-t in
Hook
(Blanco Verse)
I don’t care if you got a F-150 or a Dodge Hemi. We just lift that b***h up in somethin like a Chevy. You know how we want it,
Breaking jaws where trouble starts
My train of thoughts stays on course
L-I double R
A couple stars from Stony Brook to Huntington
Running in the spotlight
with the weed spots
And all my niggas on them cell blocks
We gon' R-U-double-F R-Y-D-E
You can't fuck with my army
My niggas is untouchable, eatin'
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
cover when I go in
I go in, I go hard
Make these other MCs go yard
Us man are wicked man, them man are soft
Ask Double and Foots if us man are 'ard
Man
When tonto came pronto, when there was danger
They didn't say they'd be there in half an hour
'Cause they displayed
Turtle power
T-you-are-t-l-e power
Drinkin' on somethin'
Man I gotta be drinkin' on somethin'
Just chillin' with me, what the hell you doin' smokin' on green
Gotta be drinkin'
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
the name
Assed out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're spittin is flames, cowards
Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell
You a playa? Well nigga who you working for?
Cuz who coachin that team that you be otin for?
When I ride by, I know you looking to spray me
But I got
discriminatin' even thugs gon' be killed
We early inheritors, born into C.R.E.A.M
If a nigga get shiest then we form as a team
Bullshit if you want and it be
When the phone loses service, I'll be back in town with heat
My old plug out in Maryland, got caught up with heroin
control by at the four-point
rhymes tax
Maintain MC's while the Double E macks
Always calm under pressure, no need to act ill
Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to chill
I be
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