Lyrics:
the streets)
Assign your name in the streets (sign your name in the streets)
Yo, one of my ways of releasing tension while I'm releasing some steam
Even if I
the crowd fallin' vic
To old ghetto tricks
But if I wasn't your cousin
Wed leave em in the dozens
Of sellin' out and bellin' out
Half pint forty ounce
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
trees and leaves
[Pr] Comin with E and Vic's
[BR] You know it's on tonight, roll it and pass the light
[BR] Sittin up top of the world
[MM] Gettin
wanna be Ho' no more
NoFu so Vic Damone - you Carlton Banks, Barry Manilow
Stroke your bitch to this song, fuck her so long I'm on antidote
Three of that
spectrum, this done by red man
With horns on his head, laid down the ill plan
Got all his helpers, said, "Make it snappy!
Tell all the people that their
the paycheck! (Mhmm)
A lettergram said that you're ahead of him
Nowhere on the planet nigga can't rap better than
So know that I'm the flyest, bypass
by
we call backwards
Jam Boy sharp as a tack, we all cactus
Waiting on a big payback with no taxes
So if you follow the game, you might catch this
Act
never leaving home
Money taking like Vic Damone
I'm in Harmony with it like Flesh n Bone
New year let me set the tone
Ima grind 'til I'm dead and gone
to succeed in my plans
My brother schooled me and told me that life is not a movie
Told me to pick up the phone if niggas they try to do me
I never call him
piece
I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and shoe prints
When I bless a joint, it's like Spock
Came up
I don't fuck with these niggas they hot ashit
It's ah one man move
Just me and my stick
Tryna catch my Vic (uh)
If I catch that nigga ima empty
a Noble nosin' under and moanin'
Two hookers walked in and they was lookin' for a Vic
But they, kept on passin' me by 'cause they can recognize a trick
by time it gets dark
Ayo Jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans
Hope that's the God you Now, know what I mean?
'Cause if somebody brings
Is Victoria ready?
Girl, I don't know, call her
Vic!
Vicky! Victoria!
Oh my God, you know I can't talk when I'm doing liquid eyeliner!
Girl,
(Forty-eight)
Four-eleven Smith niggaz, (Forty-nine)
niggaz in the streets (Fifty)
Now add these niggaz up, I'm fifty niggaz deep
[Lola Damone]
[Verse 2:]
Yo, I
brother Vic stabbed him with a fork and got flipped on by they're mother
Moms sided with nigga who walked out only 3 months later
No wonder they hate her
Catchin' vics, throwin' bricks, gettin' by bein' slick
Used to get high just to get by
Used to have to puff my L in the morning before I get fly
Ate
bye to me
I'm talented, niggas boring
Tell your bitch to say hi to me
Tell your bitch to say hi to me
If you mad you can fight with me
Niggas in they
know you whole move by yourself
I hold the entourage into yearn
That's a sign of weakness
You know a real Vic will sit back and look at niggas
That
stress
If you can give a fuck, then I can give fuck less
Obsessed with who I struck next so I set it for
Success when I spit cause the vic is my next
If young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you
Lot of shots, thirty's on Glock
Put you on Fox, put 'em in a casket, yeah
Pull up
for my baby ain't talkin' no vic, it ain't even drizzling, b*tch i'm the drip
I got the juice, you want a sip, U want some beef, i bring the pits
I'm
with it.
They best like DJ Khalid but really VIC cuz they silly.
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I came in the game just to fuck this bitch up. If I
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