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jeans, Pumas or Adidas
And their boxes had to have at least 7-inch speakers
I was, fascinated by the slang of their talk
Their livers was full of liquor
by a bad ass bitch? (Yeah that's me) Hm?
Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Sippin, suckin on my sausage gave the stripper some
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
even heard from you
You left the kids by they self
They haven't even heard from you
We put your wig on a shelf
We unstable, yeah
We unstable, yeah
Your
Intro (E-40 & Method Man)
Uhh! Hey Meth Merchant!
Method Man Meth, what's up boy? What's upper? Trying to get my ones up
Crack Alley Studios mang,
Open your eyes, picture this scene
A street in the ghetto, and kid named Gene
Runnin' the block like Apartheid in Africa
(Yo, I got a deal, man)
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
(I walk around) Keep the mic on (acting strange, like a man in a daze)
I don't know what happened, son, I just
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
When a cop kills a kid at point blank range
Block by block
Feel the city rock
Tension, Release
No Justice No Peace!
Fire, ruin, crush, powder
I just want
[Intro: Fredro Starr]
Just to let you know this is recorded 9/11/2001
The day the World Trade Center blows up
Shit is real, son
Shit hit home, kid
rink, mobs and crews would take minks
Clean streets, hustlers, crack cocaine
Gave back by throwin block parties and basketball games
A lotta cash
Hell rell - by your side.
[ intro ]
This song is about somebody who was real close to me-
Even when my so called hommies turned to bitches, they was
g-g-gone
I don't care
(New York, stand up)
Yeah, I'm on the block, man, chillin'
I'm parked by the Rucker park, I'm just chillin'
Underground love my spot,
all know that we should really be progressing
Y'all better watch the throne now
Kid at heart 'till I'm old now
10 toes man, I will never fold now
I
Outlaw money, it's a new beginning
Even if we fail we winning
Got to take the jump kid
Blowing a kiss what did I miss?
Hottest in the game and that's no
that, uh
Kid in the business winnin', and they mad
I'm on a new level, call me A$AP
Snakes always gonna reach for the dap
They want you to put their name
on the block late night sounds coming outta cars
Headed to titti bars new york city stars
We in a spot where much cash flashin
Niggaz lookin for some action
I
safe for kids, now catch me whippin' the zone
Keepin' my eyes on the throne
We trendsetters, hittin' the block and we settin' the tone
Watch how we
Intro - RL]
Right now, I gotta rep where I'm from
North side, yeah, ghetto
Minneapolis, ghetto
I'm from the, ghetto
You know how we
You the type to see ya Opp & freeze ain't gon do nothin
Breakin news report another local talent gone to waste
Was a good kid but now he gone & he can't
come ta fight
I came ta win
I do not care
If I do sin
I will repent
Nd do it again
Ya block get bent
Wit a new sig
Cant see thru the tint
Ya shawtys
[Clue]
DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy..
Live from New York nigga..
[Angie]
Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh, yo
They say it ain't
Intro]
This one goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
where playa hatin killers
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