Lyrics:
the cops come pick us up
[Mark Curry]
Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin' your luck
Intrudin' wishes is already sowed up; n**** fold up
You
the cops come pick us up
[Mark Curry]
Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin' your luck
Intrudin' wishes is already sowed up; nigga fold up
You
nigga
I could see the way
Till I see the end to me and BIG meet again yeh
[Mark Curry]
Curry going hit again
Dreams your living in
This what you
aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
Nigga, I'ma blast off
Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, uh
Who's a nigga
and the cameras'll flip
Money, music women son we standin' in it HA!
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't take this for granted
I did then
it HA!
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't take this for granted
I did then still do and always ran it
A lot to gain when I say
prevailed
Enjoyin' my freedom, got two kids as long as I feed'em
I'm here for the fam that's there when I need'em
[Mark Curry]
Yo, uh uh uh, hello
It
that act iffy
We got maneuvers that's hard to beat
Till the other side retreats
Under six feet beneath
C'mon
[Mark Curry]
I told you that is
and the cameras'll flip
Money, music women son we standin' in it HA!
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't take this for granted
I did then
callin' this area
Green gots cats crawlin' to bury ya
Don't blame Kain for the fall of America
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Uh, yo what about these streets here
pulled his gun not his mace
I was like Woahhh-oh
I stepped back, chose to wait - Question mark, Curry Case
I claim progressive but it really doesn't show,
and the cameras'll flip
Money, music women son we standin' in it HA!
[Chorus]
[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't take this for granted
I did then
aiyyo, no, I ain't gon stop yo
Nigga, I'ma blast off
Straight to the dome, you entered in the Bad Boy zone
[Mark Curry]
Yo, yo, uh
Who's a nigga
All y'all niggas is Raiders
Raider, muthafuckas, what?!!
Damn, what about me? It's Mark Curry baby
I'm not a Oakland Raider? God dayum
I'm
to the top
Hiking all the way up on the charts
Curry boy makin his mark
Bitch don’t stop, we boppin till we drop yeah
Fuck up this beat and I walk in a temple
to pick up
That paranoia in a bag
Didn't want to
Annoy ya
Hope I wasn't spazzing
Heard you got that shit
Make ya girl stop nagging
Im like Mark Jackson
Role
I'm movin' dollie ain't no homies by my wing
It's bout that time I take control cause this my story, I'm a king
Yeah
Gotta leave my mark just like
fi mek up lik mi taste green lime
Fok stain lik curry yo fi mark it
Dis yah pussy mek yo reach any target
Pan mi head skin mi out lik a market
Mi body
can smell it coming through they pores
I can spot a junkie through a crowd of people, that's for sure
I know they bangers, I can see they track marks
like Curry, KD, Dirk & Mark Price's
Like Reggie, Nash, & Bird man we gotta be the nicest
[Chorus: Christian Lace]
Yeah, we in the 50/40/90 club
Mount
really big kick back
Pouring a four, they call me curry, Ion miss that
Stepping on bones like we stepping on KitKats
Breaking the door, demon time on this
you,
Hello sir,
I said no, important customer,
MARK
What am I, just a blur?
RESTAURANT MAN
You sit all night, you never buy.
MARK
That's a lie,
(HOOK)
Splitak splitak splitak splitak
I keep the curry on my waist get the fuck from round me
Splitak splitak splitak splitak
I keep the kemp
Kodak
J'vais les shooter comme Curry, j'vais les shooter comme Pac
J'reviens, d'loin, j'en ai sué, fucked up
Elle m'énerve, ta copine veut du hash
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