Lyrics:
Better wear plenty armor
I’ll cut that ass like the chef at Benihana’s
The Funky Man’s in it to win
It we gotta keep it
Real, yo, no motherfucking gimmicks
stop
I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound
And right about now, here's the countdown
One.. two.. one, two, three
[Chorus]
Yo be take it from
of appreciation
For me helping niggas than the
Pleasure is all mine, you're welcome nigga
Now you from Queens right?
So why you ain't stay over there
And get it
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
gonna last long
I thought it was strong
Remember the days of innocence
We used to chill, and we build
Our friendship was so real
Like a meal with no
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
Ah yeah (uh)
Uh, uh (yeah)
Holla if ya hear me
Yeah (uh)
Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts
better ride by your dog
'Cause when shit popping off, you need somebody to call
Keep it real, I wasn't trying to make a name in the field
What's understood
to terms with never seeing her again
Older brother's telling her "it's gonna be okay"
But she's numb to the words
All she feels is the pain
She don't her
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
trust you
Misunderstand you, call you trouble
I understand you, it's just a hustle
Just keep starin' it, let it bubble
You're my brother, I'm not above
keep it real with you baby
'Cause the shit I used to do is what made me
And I'm hopin I ain't gotta go back to the trap
'Cause we really know that we
And Barbie dolls back when I was ten
Then it was kissed up, now I play real
It's like I'm talking to a boy
Yo I'm built, the clock keeps ticking
To tell you my
chance, better keep yo pole
And if you got that shit on you, then hide it then
Promethazine with the Vicodin
Know when we shoot, know we do it reclusive
[Snoop]
Yo uh huh
I'ma try something different on this right here
But I know y'all goin' feel it
Cause I know y'all feel me
It's some real shit
A lot Of Love From The Other Side
I take my brother side for another side
One of em got in 25 on a homicide
I sat in the courtroom by my cousin side
tough, tell me the truth when it hurts that's love
I've got brothers in Christ that are hating
But I've got brothers in Christ that are real
You know
Love aint a feeling
And I know it
Cause I learnt it from You
Love aint a feeling
And I know it
Cause I learnt it from You
Love aint a feeling
And I
eyes (ye ye)
We can ride out from the pavements
Gotta keep chasing that's how we gonna make it from my eyes
Just trying to get my points across, real
if I don't know how to feel
Time just keeps on passing
This shit'll never seem real
The longer my brother's gone, the pain I'm feeling gets worse
I
to make it out
Woo! What a feeling
I couldn't sleep at night, in my bed I would keep a knife
Until I got a gun, where I'm from? They ain't believe in
Yea yea yea
Let's get it
Nigga ima star
And you better believe
I've been humble way too long
Now I'm the star of the team
Not by myself I got my
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