Lyrics:
me Mister T. cause I pity the fool
I Live dis life by a new set of rules
Pussy ass crackaz can't tell me what to do
Y'all Niggaz scared but we ain't
you up just know dat mission was a rap
Two Niggaz strapped in the front
Two strapped in the back seat
What dat sound like dat Midnight Creep
Gotta
ONLY spoke in these raps homie
niggaz still lyin' in raps huh
J.SiKK EASTSIDE COMPTON we in this muhhfucka that part
EAST SIDE nigga don't forget it
the earth and crawl
Call me J-O-B cause I'm workin y'all
I'm workin' y'all, I ain't unemployed I got my hustle up
Y'all funny style niggaz got me bustin'
Way Up Draco Curry
U might get Shot Like The J
U might get Shot Like The J
Draco Curry How U gone Rob the Goon
How U gone Rob the Goon
U might get
mans and them man
These (niggaz) started this (shit) man
When it comes to the shows that I rock and the flows that I drop
Y'all know Run killed
Oh no they ain't see this coming
We dem new niggaz in the field counting money
On my A game I don't fuck with crash dummy's
Bitch I come in peace
[Lil Wyte - Talking]
Wassup with y'all?
I'ma take this time right now, to thank the men, Paul and Juicy
for making all this possible you know what
leave in the Royce
This is a game, can't play with y'all boys
We not the same, you ain't making noise
Fuck is you saying, Cole be the boy
Find me out
man
My nigga I remember running from cops
Getting shot at by niggaz
Be hard not to cry in this both sometimes man
I use to flood da streets wit weed n
wit us
My nigga J-Prince you know he down wit us
Big Teeth and B-Dub down to bust
And these niggaz in this motherfucker down wit us
Takin'
[Lil Wyte - Talking]
Wassup with y'all?
I'ma take this time right now, to thank the men, Paul and Juicy
for making all this possible you know what
[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz
whole record label, can't fuck with me by far
Motherfuck a Black Mario, that's your G
You 26 selling dope, but can't move OZ
J Dogg you ain't a Hogg, so I
niggaz say ma name
Sheridan shadow gang
Pullup with them nikes gang
Dressed in all white
Got, bad bitch by ma side
Cuz she made me look nice
Fresh like
you cowards and the naysayers!")
Maydayyyyy!
You falling off and you ain't got no prayer
cnd the real niggaz know to keep the hustle-hustle
cLIVE!
If practice makes perfect, I'm J Cole's brother
Talent be my cousin, passion is my mother
Live in harmony by showin' love to one another
Spazzing
they want you to hear,
Not what you should know,
Instead of sellin' mo cream,
Niggaz is sellin' mo dreams,
Lyin' juss to kick it sellin' weight
even rich
I know you niggaz on the sideline like, "Ain't that a bitch?"
I'm ON my job, ey - and I ain't gettin off
'Cause it's just another day in
bridesmaid
This ain't J. Springer, this is Obie
Baby we can keep this thing on the low
No one gotta know, when a nigga come through
See, I just wanna
[Kriminul]
For real hip hop niggaz..
J.I.G. Mastas..
For days on I hear the same song sayin' nothin new
I'm in the cunt gettin' my blaze
Th'ats who made me
Umma ave street nigga
So you know that don't phase me
Shout out to dem sucker ass niggaz
Who player hate meh
I can't seem to keep my
She pullin at mine at 8 in the fuckin morning (hey)
Young guy surrounded by snakes and he already know it
His baby mama in the hotel you don't wanna
gone lie
Sometimes I feel like j cole in it
But you know like I know
This that old pimping
So you know like I know
I can't get caught slipping
Tie my
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