Lyrics:
[Bridge]
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs
3 for the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get
T
The pro-black Grammy goes out to Public Enemy
'Cause they too black and they too God damn strong
And we gonna give the lip-sync God damn motherfuckin Grammy
I'm at your door, your eyes are like, "Why are you here?"
Judging by my steel, I got something to do here
Give up the money or the angel cries two
diseases
30 millionth church for Jesus
And still our young eating out cans
Chiefing grams and weapons
I sold my first swam at seven
A smidget after first
know that doo-doo
Ipod blastin', 2pac yeah hit em up
Chow down, spit em up
Black bag, get em up
Call the chef tonight, were having sinners for dinner
loose lips, by the jungle flise
Suck the pearl tongue juices, off you fly misses
Take her out to the Spark's stakehouse, gentelmen style
Coincidental,
intend to rush me
Part two, and only God can judge me
From the ghetto to the pen
Can you comprehend?
And all the real players, pour out some Hen
This my
with the Ruger, by the intersect sign
Hit 'em with a Tommy, so my niggas call me Pammy
And I always keep the jammy
In a truck or in a Lamby
Put my
[verse 1]
Check that soul in
Tape is rollin
Black don't crack
Where the party at?
Stax, jumpback
Wax them tracks
Barkays cut it live
Like 45s
Strong
Yeah
Ah
Real hot girl shit
Mwah
Okay, the hate turned me to a monster, so I guess I'm evil now (I'm evil now)
Woke up and I blacked out
I ain't out here preachin' like if I'm Malcom
I'm hella dirty in these streets, 730
ShakeDown, bitch, smoke till my lungs black
Only question I ask,
for power
I was a little nigga
Couldn't stay out late I was sour
So I sat by the window, heard the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, Apache, and just begun
to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,
stop (The bigger I shoot)
I said they treat me like a slave
Cah' me black
Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain
Cah' we black
And man a say they put me in
black men amazing attributes
The same attributes that makes cops have to shoot
Your skin broke the law
Get out the car
You fit the description black man
and the curls they know kick doors
First one of us is done, hollow tips come by the ton
Two AK's, and put some drama to leave this niggaz bodies numb
I don't
a layup I am not passing
She wanna link she with the action
She see the wings this not a Ashton
MMG my money massive
Hop up out the bed like where the cash
out to Ice T
The pro-black grammy goes out to Public Enemy
Cause they too black and they too God damn strong
And we gonna give the lip-sync God damn
FALLIN to the strong point
One by one they losin down the line
A fifty buck roll, a duck blows, old nigga pay me mine! ("Damn nigga!")
I grab the dice,
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
Apocalypse
1,2 the headline news just broke through
Apocalypse
3,4 soldier, 100 horsemen at your door
Apocalypse
5,6 you wanted dead or alive, hit
baf the knuckles with the Tranzlator Crew lawd
I'm from the Island, the island I'm from is the Strong Island
Mc's must be wacked when I syke from
the street
They begin weaving in and
Out of the lumbering
Trucks they get increasingly brazen
Driving doughnuts that leave wide black
Orbs of burnt rubber in
knew how to guard they grill, this would've never happened!
I put two and two together and I came up with four
You are forever, forgot, forbid,
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