Search results for 'by n concert album the rat pack' Page #9

friends, the bullies in black
Hunger don wire dem sotay them get six pack
Officer what is the matter
Shey na by force
To dey form james bond
But when you

Two sticks, two F.N.'s up in this bitch
We push shit like a scat
Know y'all done heard about the last opp
Nigga, we put shit in the pack
I see a 4 hell

mad bout a bitch
But not at them niggas
That shot at you
I bond out hit the streets
Cop me a couple ps
You ain’t have no bond
Got out You a rat huh
Dats

locked up with they men and they told. Forever gonna be a rat that shit gon never get old. I done seen some real n*ggas go to war for they fam. And I also

no time
Hit a left then I bent me a right
FaceTime a n**** jus like it's Skype
Boy you is a rat, Boy you is a nice
Upping this pole I'm Upping this

get slapped cuh
You got ugly bitches I got bad ones and I'm stacking up racks in the bathtub
Get electrocuted if you rat bruh, when I cop the pack

to Sonny n Pav
Ya runnin’ with rats 
We splashin’ money in bags
We comin with fiscal proof
You Duncan with the Pinder-hue
I done did the shit that you was

pack that I been smokin' on (Whoa)
I just hit my plug, told him, ""Come back, I'ma need more than one"" (Come on)
Yo' last album was a weed tray, just

Had to double down, niggas clowns, I spit facts

How you real but you harboring, a rat
Say they getting money, steady fumbling the sack
You was tearing

the grass
Rats and  scalywags in the bushes
They still ain't on the album, no matter what button saques pushes
Y'all niggas on some bullshit
I'm on point like

riding with a jersey on that’s a throwback
It’s a known fact we fold packs in trunks
Wait for blowback, got bowls packed with skunk
I done been a young

esophagus
That'll make ya f***** noggin split
And I B-O-M-B on the track
And I'm a comma kid
Cause I be with the rats
And the cheese on the mind
Seep deep in

used to be droopy 
Sittin at the back 
Till I heard snoopy
N I started to trap
Always chasing the pack
Makin racks after rack
I was part of the team 
N

a album, I can never stress
Over a bitch, I'm too young for that
I took my father by the relationship
He said, don't even trip, just be honest with it

Just

Think We done Fvcked Up The Industry,
Cuz Every Tom D1ck And Dumb Cunt Is Dissing B,
l-i-s-s Plus Eso N Izm,
So This Is Detecated To You,So You Best Go

Can't Forget About You

Nas

Finest Parts 5

2008

All the money and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All

In nine-seven i was knee high
Unaware of all of the trauma id have to get by
Never had no solid foundation pack it up retry
Different father figures

of the siamese
Twins in we're back in the nineties
Back to a time that's divided
By Batman, Mad Max and Macgyver

But remind us, why would I wanna go
Back

Bhaag ke jaaye
Pura gang tera

Jo baatein likhi
Baji har ek baat pe siti
Ek n ba pe baje DG
south me rehke dete vibe
dilli se voh bombay city
Hiphop ka

Rolex ain't ticking
Thotiana gone fuck 
In da bed or the kitchen
Motel or da trap 
Jus by how she cut
I can tell she a rat 
Dats always on a mission

reggieee
What the fuck is that shit?
(Nigga what the fuck is that shit?)

Verse
I got wookie by the ounce, kosher by the P
Roll em both up in a swisher, take

on that Ragu
Shorty finesse'n when she step-thru
Purse got that Malibu
Anderson paak album and she got a bottle of grey goose
She told me I'ma be late boo

Lease a beat and dare a rapper rap after me
Check on yo people 
What happen is a casualty 
Why be mad at me
Direct that to your faculty 
Same pack

They don't want me to charge no fuckin fee
It'd be outrageous
Half ass any craft n clash with the greatests
I'm already some niggas favorites and I ain't