Lyrics:
(Taro), you know what I'm sayin', yeah!
Here's the whole crew everybody, from that crew that hold me down, everybody around the world!
That hold me down,
around after
They tell you get on the ground
I'm here to prove my self to my self
Everyday & every night
I ain't speaking lowly of you I
Ain't Barry White
around after
They tell you get on the ground
I'm here to prove my self to my self
Everyday & every night
I ain't speaking lowly of you I
Ain't Barry White
see white
Death for a price, by the shotty left of the vice
My only advice is I'm a thug, nigga, now ride once killas
See you don't wanna test my tank
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
me as, Lil Kim the head of the La Bella Mafia
Oh, shoutout to my girl Victoria Gotti and the whole family stay up
This time around I ain't takin no
when I thought it would end that I stood up again and
What hell had for evil god turned it around for my good
The devil thought he (had me)
Thought
when I thought it would end that I stood up again and
What hell had for evil god turned it around for my good
The devil thought he (had me)
Thought
the deep end, yea
Barry White
I know the backstreets fuck around and run a pattern, Jerry Rice (Ok)
I got curfew, work in the trunk, I'm drunk and running
tots is some little fries
You just the middle guy I take out ya whole battalion
Spitting that hard white, thicker than elke the stallion
Ya boy is wylin'
Wells Fargo Dolph, I got paper everywhere
She gave me that pussy and fucked up my whole world
Count my first milli and it fucked up my whole world
Up
Murder all around the whole world is nausiatin', everybody overrated why everybody's actin' agitated I thought we graduated back in the sat away up
the world
When I tryna rest world getting worst by being in my side! Side side you Bitch before I fucking kill someone
Dear GOD Please do not play Game
as happy as you and me
And the whole town's tryin' to buy our house at 4-0-33
The four thousandth block...
Oh all around the house you can see little
what you need red, white, or blue
My youngest son he a fighter dude
And y'all better get them klan members in check by the time he two
Or see the second
Every man for himself
'Cause the world on drugs, we can't save our self, yeah
Eyelids, gettin' heavy
Whites, turned candy apple red
Time, is getting ahead
why you bothering me
I don't mean to be rude but I'm high as can be
Call me when I'm sober
Maybe then you can come over
I turned my girlfriend
when I spit it you love matta fact I'm a Viking
I need a whole village to plumage yea
The nigga is here the city is scared
You got the throne then I
As has been evidenced by precedent events
So maybe take a break and vent
There's just no way you'll stay content
Do what you can, the world will always be
Yo, this is Nas with my Man DJ Clue
The Professional part two
Puttin' it down for you fake ass DJ's and shit like that
Straight outta Q.B.
happenin'? White boys shootin' up a church
What's happenin'? My nigga 2-2 just got some work
What's happenin'? You can get it if you got it, nigga
But I
a fuckin' fag
I do you like a Louis duffle bag, at the airport (put some money on it)
Bitch, a carry on, my head growin'
Gettin' my Barry on, lead throwin'
Murder all around the whole world is nausiatin', everybody overrated why everybody's actin' agitated I thought we graduated back in the sat away up
the pit's nigga I send him 10
For stinking you go in that box
That's what I put D odor in (deodorant)
My white boyi said what y'all
Don't like them bars?
I
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