Lyrics:
the bin
I then asked the woman
Behind the counter about it
And she said "well
It happens that I'm neighbors with Anna
(member of the Raincoats) and she
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
ain't committed
You know that pussy fire, so I stayed up in it
They say I'm quiet now
Truthfully, I been hiding out
Cuz I'm on bail, plus on the run
For
the room is quiet again
Ocean says the song "feels like a Rubik's
Cube melodically you want something
Emotionally rich on that
You know what I'm saying? But
cock) Is how I let you know
It's time to go
(Gun shot) Is how you know
That you possess zero control
Of the situation
It's just a warning shot
I wouldn't
way
(HOOK)
I’m on that Gee Shit! (What u know bout that, got a pistol in the front and a chopper in the back)
I’m on that Gee Shit! (What u know bout
What he talked about was the way he was
Going to handle his business when
He got out he said
He was going to make it bigger than ever
And that's what he
at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa- about a metaphor actually
Uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that, what the ground
hey)
You know what it is Zone 3 Mechanicville Summer Hill nigga
Pittsburgh (KLC let's ride) all my real niggaz ride ya'll know what's happenin'
P.$.C
to mark him
What can you, what can you tell a man that's heard it all before?
How can you, how can you quell a man that cares not for your report?
I can
drinked, I smoked, we talked
I admit that I told it all (our phone, we talked, it off)
From my good points to my faults (faults)
She said "What about
the PC
If I'm saying what I'm thinking you aint going to support me
You won't see me holding picket signs sitting there poor me
You must be taking drugs if
know what you care about
Those problems, we can air it out
On a rise, don’t you ever doubt
Cool vibes, sitting on a cloud
Cause I know what you care
various parts of the body, thinking about what's
going on. And he's run that fricking tape!
Welcome to Nicko's Not Alot Of People Know That, Part 7! You
fuck Pac? We'll never know
Shit, she gon' lie about it anyway
And both of them niggas dead and gone
But fuck that shit, Pap the new Biggie
What I payed
about That Life
Tell me niqqa
Tell me what you know about that life
So tell me what you know about That Life
Tell me niqqa
Tell me what you know about
always put a nigga down with the (?)
That's jockin' JT, one raw nigga from the PC
Kickin' the shit that be thumpin'
In a club, that's all you hear pumpin':
from cndiamo eating dinner, calamari
Me and Jathan just flew in from cfrica, Kalahari
What was you doin' there? I swear I saw your ass on that Safari
I
like you. Nigga, fuck you. What you know about me?
Don't wanna be round you. We are not cool. What you know about me?
Don't be tryna @ me like we're that
Y'know what I mean?
Nicko: Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not handling it the right way.
Steve: You don't think of things like that Nick.
everybody sleepin' and find
Ourselves 'tween satin sheets intertwined
Can I touch you baby? Is that aight witchu?
Can I love you baby? What we about to do
've done to me?
What about that? What about that?
What about the times you yelled at me?
What about the times I cried? You wouldn't even hold me
What
getting started I ant finished, you the type to take stand, you’s a witness
You’s a PC, at my block that’s the place you can’t be
Niggas hungry out here
I
to get a bollocking...
(recorder clicks on and off here)...the time, I know why 'e got a bollocking, because you, you know, you dunno what the fuck 'e's
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