Lyrics:
the name of the Big Daddy Kane
The mellow type of fellow that's laid back
Back in the days he was nothing like that
I remember when he used to fight every
the hydrant
So you can't put your burnin' furniture out (oh my God, oh my God)
I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics
While our
bitten
Venoms lethal
Based on how much your given
But that dose can save your life it just depends how you mix it
Mj told me
K
Just slow down a minute
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
the pavement that's my way of sending love
So, give Big a hug, tell Aaliyah I said hi
'Til the next time I see her, on the other side
He was just some thug
Just wait for the verse
Cause you could get it first
April forth nineteen ninety four ah real star was born
By now all of the fakes should be gone
I know
I’m a businessman, gentleman, trap star
Rap god your passport, you had to ask for
I just fucked your girl 'cause
I was that bored, uh!
That's my nigga
the name of the Big Daddy Kane
The mellow type of fellow that's laid back
Back in the days he was nothing like that
I remember when he used to fight every
care. Compton's 50 miles but,
yo, I'm ma get there. Archin my back and on a straight rough. Just like Carl
Lewis I'm bailin' the f**k out. from city
got the cops on my dick
Different locations, spots where it take place
If you short on my money, your ass is gettin' filleted
There's four major
honest, all this pressure on me, got me caving' it
I can't breathe, see these niggas runnin', tryna take my spot like Stampedes
Same ones that hate me, was
you wish for
Miley: I wish there was no secret I wish I was just
hannah all the time! Sure it would make life a whole lot easier
WISH GONE AMISS
in to the stars/ everyday a Forrest fire smoking potent by the jars/ Life hit like bodywork there's always stories wit the scars/ real rek real you
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
You gon' lay there
White chalk him, see his outline
They gon' say how good he was
How it wasn't his time
But, nigga, Big Boss don't fuck with folks
I
nevertheless. It was... I was (uningelligable) sixty... fifty... sixty feet down to the
ocean! F'king great big waves rolling in there, I mean I only needed
shit on the map
And finally get they fuckin' snaps
Broke off like it was supposed to be done
Niggas sayin' they weak due to
The fact that one
Nigga
I’m a sinner on my best days
There’s something different in this potion
Mix it up and then sip, sip
I wanna fell outta control
Roll it up and then puff
Everywhere is monsters
Tits out, wet-mouthed, heads back
Shouting and screaming just to prove they exist
Becky's at the bar with the usual mix
falling for your love I'm numb by your touch
I'm falling for your love I'm numb by your touch
I'm a big fan of your heart I'm die hard
My life's like
up
I gotta stay tough
Not by a choice by the visions I had growing up
I gotta play rough if you were to cross me or cross him
To understand both you'd
prepared
Kappa and white tees is all that I wear
LV cologne, I move alone
Pull out the style said bitch I'm in the zone
Hoe ima vibe, this shit for life
I
[Shawty Lo]
I was thrown in the game in '76,
By the year '93 I was in the mix,
Knee lan key said we had bad ways
Old folks say we gon shaun our days,
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