Lyrics:
crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Gucci in my closet, pardon my head
Pardon my French, but I'm on my Nas shit, off
together
Lazy but still they
Got the boys straight buzzin' like Swaizy
Mood ring eyes on the face of my lady
Range from navy to baby blue Jay-Z
Big Smo tried
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
and M-Easy (what up, fam?)
Oschino and Sparks and Freeweezy (holla!)
Mickey, Mallory, Chris and Neef, hey!
All I need is the love of my crew
The whole
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
If you gone see me you
Gone see me in HD
That shit crazy
I'm tryna touch a hunnid mil
Like Jay Z
That shit crazy
Then hit a couple films with Spike
lately
More money can't ever change me
And these games can't ever play me
Imma really be paid like Jay Z
And I'm plotting my steps y'all in trouble in now
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
on Wheezy, Jay z, Drake, plus K from Compton
Shady paved a way using his logic, that's god sent
But they still love to hate, because of my skin
asking, why
Everything that I lay sound like it was made by jay z
Yeah that shit rock like we back in the 80s
Everything I do man I swear it so wavy
Its so wavy
Pacific
hazy
I hate Kanye and I hate Jay-Z
I'm in love with you Skeptik baby
Little does she know I’m plotting her death
I love you too girl till your very
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
one
We here son
Ain't goin nowhere until we done
Take a track from Jay-Z
And flip back like crazy
Claimin you God
But look more like Patrick Swayze
(Voice box)
Somebody, somewhere, best beware of my crew(2x)
(Tray Deee adlib)
Yeah!(2x)
(Tray Deee)
Comin from the city where no pity is
simple and plain
Visualizin' and realizin' my life
Is fuckin' crazy poppin' like JAY-Z
Dirty Dancin' on the game like Swayze
I'm one of the illest
at the drive-thru, you know how I do
So let's ride boo, we 'gon see
I be Brad Pitt, you be Angelina Jolie, or Jay-Z and B, haha
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
before
La, New York, what are you waiting for?
Drop him, take me, 'cause I love you more
If I was Jay-Z, you'd be my Beyonce
We could rock the nation
You judge a book by its cover
Pussy boy
You don't know me like that
I got no problem wit' gays
I got no problem wit' Jay
You twist the words that I
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z
And still avoid capture
While y'all caught up in the rapture,
Yeah
Oh I like this one
Vine
Jay
Yoooeew
Look
Yo this verse about to be about 100 on the dash
Feeling like I'm dexter cuz I'm always in the lab
Team
disillusioned by weed
I breed thug muthaf***as even worse than me
When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me
My army, n****z decieve swiftly
Look
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