Lyrics:
beef if you choose, but if you comparing the crews
If we ever meet in public, we gotcha for keepin' ya jewels
Keep your raps on the beats . . .
Chetterburgh
Ya better strap a gat, cause if ya pockets get fat
Ya get jacked for ya jewels, don't be that fool
Straight servin' cause in Richmond we be pervin'
life
The other 1/3 spent sittin' on curbs chasin' those birds
If you ever get the urge to come by and try to test
There's only one and then you get
that's crowned, to rule the sound
Fly world renowned, from town to town
My hat's my helmet, my mic's my sword
My ?'s by the door so praise the lord
John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
Alleen als de lichten rood zijn leun ik achterover
Jij hebt nog geen deuk geslagen in 'n pakje boter
Album 1, ik doe mijzelf net met 'n bak belonen
Ooit
left ta da left
Knock ya top off aim for da neck
Fuck round n find out make da nine fuckin stretch
Put ya to sleep lay ya to rest
Live by da code but I
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
can't fuck wit I
I make a million by June I'm sayin fuck July
N I beg you to try me while I'm holdin a tommie
Ima have you're body all ova the lobby
I
And you ain't got nothing to say (what!)
Well it's album number two right (yeah)
So you gotta let 'em know (that's right)
So do your thing (yeah)
Take
talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
You can’t hurt me sucka
Cuz every single lil thing hurts me sucka
Tough luck if you tryna fuck with mee
I'm paper thin bullet proof
Go on try n shoot
Tryna play and the K spray
It's equipped with the beam
All you rap niggas
Full of cap
My shit better than most
And I don't even rap
Hidden Gem album
open
I don't know how I got the gift I'm chosen
Making all these songs na I won't stop flowing
Still got big dreams big house by the ocean
Still I'm
fuck your ears like a statutory rape
Murderous nigga on the gangsta tip
So MC Ant cover me while I reload the motherfuckin' clip
And by the way if
car
Slide in, Slide out
Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution by: Soundrop
life by the A.K.
Everyday niggas at war niggas dyin'
That's yo ass if you don't have it on yo waste line
Kickin' N.O.playin' by no rules realah
on the shoulders but that's way too high
Let's try not to step on the children
The news cameras filmin'
This walki'n project buildin'
Now there's hoes sellin'
of my niggaz is havin they cash
Niggaz is ballin, parkin they car, all on the grass
Livin it up to the fullest platinum colored jew-els and organized
some of my niggaz is havin' they cash
Niggaz is ballin', parkin' they car, all on the grass
Livin' it up to the fullest platinum colored jew-els
excluded I had nickels addin' up to her kind (ha)
Short stacks with a wrist full of jewels
Sayin' she didn't need a man to make her out for a fool
Dig it,
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
rush to drop an album..still
Got g's and car keys...wasn't stressed without one...yo wonder how
Come
I ain't rappin and I'm stayin
we had to set the rules- now it’s black on black crime when you check the news- my last album it was timeless now I’m back with jewels- they killed
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