Lyrics:
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
nigga, please
Peep out my manuscript
You'll see that it's a must, I drop gangsta shit (biatch)
So recognize game from the gangsta
Things will remain
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
The rap game, hip-hop 101
The hardest nine to five you'll ever have
You can't learn this shit in no history book
You ready to rap, motherfucker?
can't touch what they can't peep out
See I'm a raw nigga, and like my pops I'm a lawgiver
Can't throw a wrench in my game, I'm a boss figure
Take you
the realest
Can I peep the way he disappear?
Gotta step yo game up
What you know, what you know
What you know about falling
In love with yourself?
Every day
as Vogues, I'm cold as you see me
Be G's knockin' niggas out 'cause I make 'em all see 3D
And peep D, the game that I spit
No Limit soldier cross my back
doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other
Aye Peep game
I'll park a caddy in front of a caddy
She call me daddy in front of her Daddy I pull a baddie
Then ask for The Addy then ask for
a rabbit, so see'mon baby let me grab it
I won't mislead you, just let me feed you
A nine-inch diggidy diggidy dickie all up in you
But you know-you know I
town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid is her forte
Each and every day, true player way
I
no haps
'cause i pack the tech 9' plus an ak47
Send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven
Peep nigga i dont sleep
Bury mutherfuckers in
I'm the illest, what?
I'm the illest, Warren G, uh yeah
I'm the illest, the illest you've ever seen
Haha check this shit out do'
Peep game, look,
the streets
Even though we had a half a pound by the seats
My peeps never tweek, we handle shit when there's heat
Since one cop was white the otha was
walked the path
That was laid
I kept the pace
Never worried about a lost
I peep the game
I just walked by faith
I got a AP but I switched it
For a Richie
I
and some throw up
What else? A pack of Bb's and a short naked Night Train
Whatchu gonna give me? A couple of foodstamps that I won in a dice game
too many black hoes here that might see ya
If I peep a white broad with some ass and lips
fine as hell, I'ma have to ask the bitch somethin'
'Cause
(Yea)
(Yea)
Check the time piece
Watch how I move see the timing
My life a movie this my scene
My bitch drip peep the icing
Don't want war we
want the drama, word up
The Wu first up, the game is the world versus us
Y'all was good 'til the world heard us
Y'all ain't want them Clan birds up
Y'all
For the love of money.
Gotta make that money, man.
That money, man.
It's still the same, now.
Gotta get on the grind, pop in the clip of my nine
makin' cream
On the drug scene, fuck a football team
Riskin' ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
Hearin' the coach scream ain't my lifetime dream, I
They tell me you're a shy boy
But I want you just the same
Don't play innocent with me
You know it's not just fun and games
When I look into
the game kicking doors, fucking hoes
And rocking gold (Don't act like you don't
Know that shit nigga)
Now our pockets swoled (big racks)
Been having hoes
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