Lyrics:
out my coat
Yo shorty be takin polls like a vote
Think i’m allen iverson i double cross em
It was awful
Choppah hit his head it bobbled
And i’m pourin
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
peace a piece on my streets
To people beefin' and things, squeakin' on they beefs for weeks
Mr. President, it's evident, nobody really care
For a struggle
(La Música de Harry Fraud)
Back the .40 out in Footlocker, the mall'll panic
Painted the 'Rari pomegranate, it was hard to manage
Double
We Need To Ride
I can hear your thunder coming
From the ridge of Echo Drive
As I wipe my tins and headlight,
It’s a good day to be alive.
in ya honor
Slave patrol those his partners
Streets owned by the watchers
You not rich enough to stop it
The EU just abolished us
They'll remove you
I'm takin niggas lives like a felon
Yo, I bust chumps like a Glock 10, when I drops in
The top ten is rocked when it's locked in
I just abuse
the life, I got brought up by the pipes
Now these niggas takin' credits, what we did all them nights
I had it all all all, age of sixteen had a ball
Want
Hot summer night
Fights up the street
Extended mix of Being Boring’s
Going ‘round on repeat
Balcony friends
Dope out conceits
It’s 1996 and Black
I’m bout to kill it like I’m Alcapone
My niggas dogs, we gon bite on the bone
I’m takin’ off look how much i done grown
I see visions like I’m Raven
winner of the fight
Walkin' on the streets it's really all the same
Sellin' souls, rock 'n' roll, any other day
Workin' for a livin'
(Workin')
Workin' for
my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you ever think that
every crack on your street (on your street)
I done spent a hundred and fifty thousand on my teeth
I just made it all the way back from the moon (from
she's my bitch, don't be fuckin' with me kid
From the 'burbs, but i'm low key a street kid
Fuck the gym, I ain't tryna be a meat-head
It's an argument I'm
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
skrrt)
Man, I'm Big Gucci, I wear more Gucci than Harry Styles (it's Gucci)
And it took a while, but real street niggas back in style (Huh?)
Who want
gaps settin' up booby traps
Cutting Gordian knots by formulating these plots....
Takin' ova da world!!!____ from village to city,
Like King, commander
of the car shows
Convertible never seen it 2 seconds of light show
The interior match what the swag in the bank roll
I'm fuckin' the streets don't your car
And don't try to Escape From New York
Cross a 110th Street lookin for a problem
It's Hell Up In Harlem, watch Ra solve em
I hear the music clear as I
to hear.
See, before my reign, it was the same old same,
"To the ba with the ba", that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you
but don't let it be a black and a white one,
'cause they'll slam ya down to the street top. Black police
showin' out for the white cop, but Krayzie Bone
I’m at the bottom of my brain
And I keep walking in my dreams
I see headlights in the rain
Passing by me on the street
In love... forget
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