Lyrics:
old school like Special K
Turbo and Ozone, rep for my people like I'm Che Guevara
Wit a derby and linen pants plus a guallavera
Oh, I'm so sick
Listen,que?
estoy con p estrella cuando canto lo que dicen,(what)
Una cosita en el oido why ella grita,(what)
You see a shorty got a rep for her own,
It be
there wasn't no money in rappin
See I know they want to get rich off of me, understand
Even if I was to die I would still rep talk, they'd still put a mic
(speaking)
Uh! Watch your step! It's no joke out here, watch your rep!
Ain't no joke to provoke a top seed
For those who smoke and they got they
there wasn't no money in rappin
See I know they want to get rich off of me, understand
Even if I was to die I would still rep talk, they'd still put a mic
away from cannabis, like Wyclef (Deacon and Kno, fry sets)
Similar to Christ (we got divine reps so tell me)
If you know your gonna die (why step?)
But what sucks sells
So best luck with your rep son
and best ups Qwel
One]
What would be the reason for me to jump out of the rep.
And run up on a motherfucker with a fifty round clip?
And shoot him in the back of his head
crew
Rep our city, how ?bout you?
Hittin' curves, shorty, baby, ooh ooh
Hittin' curves, shorty, baby, ooh ooh
(Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in
for me
Now we got a lot love for the west
And at the home shows they be rockin it the best
Now we about to rep, we about to break it down
Different
comes, ya don't want to come test and son
We stay strapped by the left lungs, we don't care where you rep from
Sniff this 'til you get numb, hold ya head
the wrong thang, will get ya back blown round here
The gangsta's rep they hood, by the zone round here
Get a hole in ya dome, 'bout ya rims down here
24's
The curser the rhyme give me the loot
Awake like an owl and drinkin some tea
Watchin fights of muhamud ali
Dodgin death with every step
This is my rep give
To the A&R, baggin' ya bitch wit no car
I swing like monkey bars, ask ya moms
Who the best since welfare checks and Malcolm X?
I rep that Red Hook shit, my
the hell can I keep on waiting, these fakas keep on faking
Fascination with them toys, I love A.K.'s
Let me see you rep your hood, M-I-A to L.A
Down South
need to-
(Aaaaaah)
My girl says
He gotta rep the Bay (2 the fullest)
So we head to the EPA
Search High search
Low in the Low
Go back to the Sco
is strong
I will rep my own shit
Fuck what you do
You can't do what I do
Gores of original so it's on
VERSE 2:
Jabbin you
Or stabbin you up
Pick one
close, and rep-a, resent-a, the East coast
So watch your back black, Bronx niggaz don't play
If you ever fake jax, I'll slit yo' throat like O.J.
[Fat
always mail in my mailbox
i rep third grade so all my jokes is knock knocks
got villains scared like an alligator that tick tocks
tip top shape, like
(catch it)
We had a whole platoon of goons to rep
Then it was like... BOOM, there's 7 of us left
Some got knocked and locked inside cages
A few got
since my days as a youngster
So don't rep the clues just cause your confused
Look whose winning the rap game you gon lose
[Hook]
niggas just mug
I'm the prince on the block
And I never sold drugs
H-O-O-D that's were I rep
Gotta keep the g up
White tee I got prep
Most thugs don't
april
Ta min stolthet, för ingenting alls
Det som varit, har ett rep kring sin hals
Så forma dina läppar till, en sång för april
Ta vad du vill
cross the line
D-Boy two cars behind, fin to put something across your mind
We might just swang em down, and show em how we rep in Tex'
A '94 version
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