Lyrics:
that yoppa by the bed nigga french toast
Black Phantom out front nigga space ghost
Word on the street you looking for 4 and a heezy
Just pull up in
One, two, three kick it
Hey yo Dre what's going on man what's going on
Hey what'cha all gonna do for this last record
No tell what'cha all gonna
say them Tree Top niggas gon' ride tonight
They say them Grape Street niggas gon' ride tonight
They say them Bounty Hunter niggas gon' ride tonight
They
You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me
It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album amputated
Scream the name out Killah
[Chorus: x2]
I hope we can all get alone tonight
I`m tryin` to take me somethin` home tonight
Lay on my back talk on my phone and get my head lay
[verse 1]
Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
whatever fee or publicity never lose your integrity
For years there's been surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in I'm the realest nigga on this
alright (I wanna go)
Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga)
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion
[Verse Two: Nas]
A place
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
bitch would
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks
And I'm good
I'll make an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make Martin Luther tell
came in we unpacked 'em all
Broke 'em all down and unrapped 'em all
Just two words nigga duffelbags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old
some dinner I'm
working hard on the winner
so this album is a labor of love
You say as long as I'm staying out of the streets and
just spending money
Positive he could always use
The help meek's first
Studio album, 2012's Dreams and Nightmares
Debuted at #2 on the Billboard
Charts and went on to sell
A few
streets go
By tha name of plies have you heard of me.
[Verse 2]
Ever since me everybody claiming real most you niggas pussy
That's how I feel can be
that Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple shows
And then he violated, one month
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
See L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot,
that shit
You guys are way overbudget
Yo, listen, I do not wanna lose my job for of this
Love you guys, but I got two kids in private school
And by
to the heaven I'm so dope its
A weapon raps one big casino I'm plottin ocean eleven aye I might have sold the least but I still
Manage to most feared by most
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream
Billy Name and Brigid were playing under my stair case
on the second floor about two
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