Lyrics:
when this album drops the vinyl LP you must cop
I'm on my way to the top
And I don't know what I'm doing and I never wanna stop
I may not be from
here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me or leave me alone
Now, back to our regularly scheduled program
L'Album Noir: The Black Album
here
Only God can judge me, so I'm gone
Either love me or leave me alone
Now, back to our regularly scheduled program
L'Album Noir: The Black Album
shit up
If you bang to eastside, nigga throw that shit up
I ain't tryna be in The Source or Double X L
I'm just tryna fuck Trina 'cause Dre said sex
the scoop
Knuckleheads out there come shootin' some hoop
A car pulls up who can it be
A fresh El Camino rollin' Kilo G
He rolled down his window and he
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
young boy playing Boyz-n-tha-hood
Young boy really living too good
Young boy got saved by grace
Young boy doesn't know his own face
He was lost in
Nikidrop album watashtuka
Extra hours kwa booth siezi choka
Nafanya vitu wajawai fanya
Hide your feelings bana
Watakupenda sametime watahate
They
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
When a motherfucker walk up in the club, I mean, I mean
And a nigga be 70 Deep
But if a nigga let his motherfuckin' scrotum hang over his shoulder
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'cause my mother said be home by dizzark.
But before I go I'm gonna flow for you in time, see.
So listen to the rhyme, G.
The East Coast Family, Boyz
Gang shit
OTF (grrah-grrah)
I'm laughin' at you fuck-niggas
This that real shit, you feel me (L's)
We ain't on that fuck-shit
Shout out Nuski
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
the pizzark
I got a break 'cause my mother said be home by dizzark
But before I go I'm gonna flow for you in time see
So listen to the rhyme G
The East
Heart my homies ra mrad
Trip f jbal
Dmaghi tayer
Nrja3 n7at album
Heeemmmmm
Mansawnich kissan oh bae
Heeemmmmm
Nssawni L'problems bzayd
Ba9i f la ville
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
smoke it
Talkin' you gon' be in L.A. in three hours
It's a 5-hour flight, put this bum in the shower
Pussy, I'm not a rookie, akhi, don't push me
* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill
[swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started,
to send you
niggaz back to the L-A-B; I'ma be sellin out venues
Be out at them venues, sellin that merch'
Shippin CD's overseas nigga we sellin that WORK
sure I'm doing fine
I can't kick with it these niggas, I been on my grind
Took a L, I lost my Pops like time be flying by
All my niggas hanging in
But super loyal to the tribe
My love tatted on your heart
I pray you never leave
By my side you shall be
Be it wherever it's we
Me and you mummie
Till
when the gorilla's be on your scene
Infiltrating your whole squad, by in the morning time we'll be kings
Keeping everything we kill, don't be tellin when
eyes
We could be the next hottest thing (you know)
Since Pebbles and L.A. Reid, NorthFace snow suits
With custom made Menolo ski's
First of all girl, I
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