Lyrics:
"Mami why?" I felt fucked up, I can't lie
He was shook, 'Mega opened his chest, ain't nuttin left
But the sky blue Land, and that niggaz last breath
the mic to rock on tonight to see if the crowd will care
Step to the Gizzy you dare, you get lit up like a flare
From the, Bronx the Boogie Down
care
Step to the Gizzy you dare, you get lit up like a flare
from the, Bronx the Boogie Down battleground, Uptown
Turn smiles to frowns as I smack clowns
Tre-Eight Snub it, and don't think nuttin' of it
It's the way of the wolves, it's how they train us to move
Get it poppin' when we shoppin' niggas hold down
shouts to all my people in the Boogie Down be-X
Word up and everybody all over the world
'Cause it's goin' down like that
As we gon' get this money
We up
the throat
They take dick in they hair, they take dick up they nose
They take a dick, anywhere your dick can go
But look ain't nuttin' like my bitch out
boogie
Young Drummer Boy
Listen, aye
Aye I popped two pills wit the Duce
Lil bitch drink it up like its koolaid
Hell ya I need my money by da due date
provoke, just chill and roll a smoke
It ain't no joke I know you recognize the sound
It's diggety das efx and this is how we gettin down
Here it is etc
breakin the nails
Here come the game of game, to get the cake and we bail
Know you tryin to get the picture but the frame is frail
We gettin richer, you
laughin', he like, "What's so funny?"
'Til she drowned out by the sounds of hunger pains in his tummy
Nuttin' in the freezer, nuttin' in the fridge
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
hips
Shake they rumps, bass thump
Believin they could fly by the way you jump, player, uhh
Hip-Hop mayor, fat rhyme sayer
From the Boogie Down
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
nuttin' less
And if you ain't known by now I be the best
Ladi dadi we came to party yes yes
And while ya freakin' ya shawty let's just
[Chorus]
and knock 'em down it's like tic tac toe
We on a roll spittin' flows every day of the week
We might not got alotta dough but we get paid by the freak
We
chill, just chill, just chill)
Now he's a hospital patient
After school time, bucked nuttin' but paigon
Gyal said, "Can we go on vacation?"
Lookin'
we can hook up but they ain't gettin none.]
[Yeah I just make em think they gonna get some
play up they mind a lil bit, and get that money.]
[Oh
they look if they got money
We can hook up but they ain't gettin' none"
"Yeah, I just make em think they gonna get some
Play with they mind a lil'
down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep
in a coma
Rolling down the isle, see your momma gettin' Roma
Mar-Red like tomatoes hot 'n' steamy like the Summer
Calling honey over like a bee without
Trippin' to drastic measures tryin' to get stacks of cheddar
Muh'fuckers hate cops, wait it ain't gettin' better
But you keep, tellin' us, that it is
(you ain't do nothin')
Tory Lanez and Megan trial was like a soap opera
Still don't know if Tory Lanez or that girl Kelsey shot her (confused)
But we
here)
Where's God, when shxt goes down? (it ain't right)
"There's not an individual who's ever confessed Christ, who has not but one time or another,
welfare that got us niggaz on the street
Thinkin' who in the hell care?
Shit, y'all want us to put down our glocks and our rocks
But y'all ain't ready
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