Lyrics:
what they talking ‘bout
This here is where it’s at
Look, I came in this game
I stuck my fangs in this game
I wore no chain in this game, my hood
My name
Carabou Lou and it ain't even late, great
I feel good (Jeah!)
Let's go to the Ex house
That's where Heather and Marty got everybody Exed out
Walkin the crib
Olah tun don't play
My shitto don't play
You know the vibe
International lee temple movement
What we do over here
We don't play we don't play
That's
too late.
How I long to hold you close inside my warm embrace, forty days of shelter from the rain.
See them walking two by two, tangerines
Here we go, we gon' send this one out to the old school
All these motherfuckers in the Bronx and Brooklyn
And Staten Island, Queens, and all
come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why
where y'all from
And tell me where y'all from
Hold up tell me where y'all from in here
Tell me where y'all from in here
Long hair I don't give a fuck
thugs, where ya at?
Hehehe, send cases to the drug dealer
Real thugs, where ya at? You motherfuckin' home
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
They love the way
to a gee
If it ain't in your heart, don't do it for free
Never sit nowhere where you can't see
And don't go nowhere where you ain't gotta be
And that's from
a nigga from Clayco act
We can hit nigga fuck where your Draco at
I got brothers in the city come and get me
They'll take it that's a fact
You'll never
I'm rooted
To my new beginnings
Where I'm from now
Might just be where I ended oh
Awful Lee do awful things
I be out in different places
Trying to be
and I go to Belize
I come from a block
Where we don't call police
Order that food and you think its Chinese
Pull up with them sticks
Knock that boy off
I was always taught to get it
All I know is how to get
Where was you
Where was you
Where was you
Where was you
I flipped that pack by my lonely
(Elijah Smooth)
I just wanted to do this song right here to
To remind y'all (So smooth, so smooth)
All things are by the Lord, to the Lord
And for the Lord
(Elijah Smooth)
I just wanted to do this song right here to
To remind y'all (So smooth, so smooth)
All things are by the Lord, to the Lord
And for the Lord
on?
I'm all in, put it up on the board
Another rapper shot down from
The mouth that roared
1, 2, 3, down for the count
The result of my lyrics, oh yes
invites get in here
Enjoy the greatest backyard party, where we always grant one wish
Before you go to the backyard party, is your name here on the list...
go from here?
What are we doin'?
Where do we come from?
Where do we go from here?
Can I talk my shit again?
Joey
Where do we go from here?
Parks let
to go
Bruce Lee Roy I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Bruce Lee Roy, I got the glow
Diamonds dancing in my chain it come from Joe
Hundred bands on me everywhere I go
Lot of niggas hating but they
Keep it
you see green from all the money I spend (what you do?)
I stay fresh like mint from mint
I meant my mint, know what I mean? I'm nice
Real friendly
a little, now I have a lot
No matter where I go, I know where I came from (from the Bronx!)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still
Ohhh ohhh ohhhh
Ohhh ohhh ohhhh
Ohhh ohhh ohhhh ohhh
Where do we go from here
You gotta problem with the things I do
For some reason you searchin'
will make the magic work
Even though the last two users
Do not think so
Lee
If I take this ring
Will it make the magic work
Help me out
Make my life
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