Lyrics:
fast, the upper class
Went from low life to a brother with cash
[Bad Azz]
Spending all of my time and like half my cash
Went from smoking dimes
cause all I got left is my flow.
I'm floatin' with Boogie Beat fishin' in a record ocean.
Uh oh, I guess it's going' down, not now, right now.
So I
brothers we be hunting vampires
cnd that bitch said what? She a motherfucking lie
Im on one
cnd these niggas clones
cnd they is my sons
With my
the boogie man I'm ILL
Yeah i'm that guy
Propaganda I'm black n white I'm a panda
If I ain't standing beside you my by brujja I can't stand you ..Facts!
St
jumpin' around with the broshigeez
And get less by the beat pharmacy, 'cuz they hitting you with
[CHORUS]
...worrrrd up
...worrrrd up
Look out
movement and castle keep rockin'
Plus hang with my niggas and hit the dope spots
Play in the corners and maybe even boogie
Till the sun come up or a gun come
to make sure I'm comin
With my brothers, no biggie
You know the drill, we stop and roll by the crib
If I'm cookin', heat inside I get it
Talkin' shit, I
Boss made circle only run with executives
Keep the money in the family and my brothers is getting it
We all Talented and Smart and Everyone Of us
the things to come?
Check it out
True underground sound from the Boogie Down
Uptown Downtown gather round for the showdown, in they faces
Calling out
This is a test
Of the boogie down production
Prevention against sucka MC's
In the event of a real emergency
You would have been instructed
found in alleys, I'm rowdy really
So here we go now,
Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
Never mixing with tricking brothers bitching
Over
found in alleys, I'm rowdy really
So here we go now,
Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
Never mixing with tricking brothers bitching
Over
on drill
I'm takin' all these drugs to the face, but I gotta heal
Brother, I'm tryna hit my phone, then you know the deal
In a turf where they with niggas,
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)
Verse 1:Dinco D
They got my brother locked down in
from chillin'
Cause rappers harassin' me, illin'
They rich, infatuated by just casually livin'
The bitch could have a threesome with 'em
So now they
The black Lil' Raskal, with loot like Waldo
I make Oprah rhyme by throwin chairs at Geraldo
Rivera, I joke around like, Hanna Barbera
But mirror mirror, Tame
right
Runnin' the ridge livin' for the ride
Everything before me as I cruise on by
Chrome horsemen, brothers in the wind
Ridin' hot iron, freedom lives
I been through this before
This ain't new to me
Chasing bread with my brothers Doing foolery
I need some money
Give a fuck about some jewelry
Where
the bottle with Don, and I'm back for sure
Actin' a fool, gettin' skully, mixin' henny and mo
With plenty to draw, and we gotta blaze by the door
With too
Wus good chu?
Ha, Linkz Boogie, Bast
The flyest… Seven Line
They ain’t f****** with us though
I hustle for my fam and the challey with the wood grain
what I thought you clown you little Joker
Either with boogie or Dre but more time I'm stepping on my duce
Shoulda hit the studi all day but money ain't
bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt -- and some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden -- but his eyes are
sprouted branches
Still my roots have room to grow
You can tell I bleed the boogie
By the way I drip my soul
Memories on Hiawassee
Forever written in stone
ready
Meet me at Vito's with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurpin' spaghetti
Everybody kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack
Buck 'em all if
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