Lyrics:
the deep game, aquamini and Roc
Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess It's DJ Clue
Aquamini and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box
Enerve-moi pas sinon jvais lui faire un fils
Tu penses jsuis mind de toi I'm all about my money
Tu vas spend sur moi mais on va pas se marier
Il me dit que
ya
I got PTSD from the killin's of these beats
I'm a veteran
I came in the game like a soldier
I could sun you like Barbosa
Me and Nash playin' soccer
To all the voices that tell me I don't belong (Hoo, hoo)
I don't belong (Hoo)
I don't belong (Hoo)
When I listen closely they tell me (Hoo)
"Don't be long"
of national security, making anti-muck
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by
you and me
the game, lane to lane, and keep my pimpin' together
Niggas don't understand by far back in the day
It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Black Star
in this game
I go by the name of Choc, belong in the hall of fame
In the type of game I'm in, I belong next to Wilt Chamberlain
I'm not at all
by DviousMindz
New York
And I don't rap about the money, fight me, it don't excite me
But I negotiate well and I'm clutching paper tightly
Bought
have to clear all this stuff)
Get back, back, get back
DCQ:
Reflection Eternal
That's the name don't forget it, Talib Kweli, DJ, Hi-Tek
account
You be smacking your mouth
See me in private and you puss out
Everyone know by now
I don't know why she chose you
Maybe cause she loyal
But is she
to the nations and our DNA
You cleared away all of our debt that we could never pay!
Glory and power
It all belongs to you
Holy Spirit, move through me
Do what
my clothes or something
Multitasking, cooking breakfast
Making a nigga wanna (smack that ass)
See, I met this bitch on Crenshaw
She told me give
donne
J'avais dejà tout capté dans l'game depuis l'époque a SouIja Boy
J'avais les mixtapes dans mon iPod, DJ Screw et puis Slim Thug
J'veux les étoiles
should stop re rolling backwoods that's all a fantasy you can say what you want but just like hip hop I was born in the Bronx and just like dj aj I can
Dee-Lite, the are-O-D
And on the keys, my brother D-P-see
Wise, Frukwan and my DJ Paul
We puttin competition back, up against the back of the wall
Me
mean this, know what I'm sayin'
(DROP IT!)
[Master P]
From the Master to the crowd that surrounds me
Once the king speaks you suckers better bow behind
Sleepin' silent in night, you know I got the .40 by me (buck 'em)
Keep her, keep her by my sides, so thick up on me (yeah)
Fast nights get explicit,
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
wanna tell niggas that I did you wrong
It ain’t my fault that you didn’t belong
And all of your feelings disappear and gone
You’re the only one for me
Street to the see-see-core, down by l-law
You the number 1 MC, oh sh-sh-sure
Meet me at the see-club, if you thinkin' you thug
KRS and Poet, this
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
shorty, she was checking up on me
From the game she was spitting in my ear
You would think that she know me
I decided to chill (okay!)
Conversation got
don't fuck wit' you (Huh, no tussle)
So I advise you not to fuck wit' 'em (DJ Khaled)
And so I bought the Wraith on 'em (Wraith boys)
I still got
to cuticles
Belittled by society, they're hooked on pharmaceuticals
The residents that's talking to me see that I'm confused
It sounds like English if your
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