Lyrics:
expect for no man to support you
Keep it true
'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos
My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case
(Chorus)
[Slug & Brother Ali]
Let the wheels spin, let the road shake
Let the speakers blow
Let the line in, let the kids play
Let the people know
Let
the yappin, be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and your West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off
And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wing's the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wing's the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
can find peace
First lick 10 ball now them niggas trynna line me
Let my brother phee out and let's see if they wanna try me
Live by the torch die by
born by the river
I was born dyin', but life I was givin
Holdin' my steel is primitive, but imperative
Water is wet and I'm a derelict
Schemin' in
in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But
in the state pen
I gotta get out, but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But
sumthin smooth and disarming
See what we got in common hopin your mind is open to approachin
With my dogs coaching me through closer to you
Closer I get my
Ok I grew up on the west side
That’s fasho
Ima line all of my Opps up in a Row
This on my brother
We gone knock off
4 By 4
Don’t claim you gone stay
their families,
Young women with little children by their sides
Come night we'd wait out in the canyons
And try to keep 'em from crossin' the line
the crime and I focused on rhyme
Focused on every word, and line
Like a young Cassius Clay in his prime
I was born to talk shit and prove mine, and I'm
[Verse 1:]
I'm fucked up
Most brothers don't have it like me
Like my brothers in the peep, doing half a century
See God I know it's hard
Black stay
profits
Losing them made me heartless and it ain't a day that go by that they not on my head like a bonnet
What hurt the most if I’m honest
I ain't get
by the name of Gas
These brothers made you get loose
They was down with a brother called Cousin Bruce
They used to jam in the center
You had to pay
brothers are at your neck
Get lost in the internet
I am willing to get caught in your net
I just want to know if I can call and text
Cause I know these other
to your head now go ahead look to your left
You'll do as I say lets start with holding your breath
15 minutes long is enough to get you all set... uh
Time to get up, lift up, you down I pick up
Yo’ I gotcha back and this ain’t a stick up
(CHIEF RECKAH)
What’s a brother to do all alone by myself
Slained by the hands of the blacks
[ Big Daddy Kane ]
Ooh, the topic of brothers gettin scared
But who can relate it, debate it, eliminate it or escape
the wonder, and I was stunned by his lips
Taking sips of an Amaretto sour with a twist
Shook my hips to the bass line, this joker grabbed my waistline
Putting
(why), 'cause we some made niggas
For on pray they raised to get money waist
We gon' get it off they pop like we get it down in Dade
Aye
[Chorus]
up in a row
Blindfold the crowd, line em up in a row
Rhyme hold em down, line em up in a row
I warn you now clown, here we go
If you gotta get
opened up
I just lost the only fucking person that I idolised
For my entire life I copied you to the finest line
Bro, I have a flame in my mind I'm
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