Lyrics:
know how we do
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black TEC-9
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best type
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
exist
A beast, women hear mating calls when I spit
And your chick may be the beauty if you catch my drift
I'm up next with a dream of flames
It's time for
can't fuck wit I
I make a million by June I'm sayin fuck July
N I beg you to try me while I'm holdin a tommie
Ima have you're body all ova the lobby
I
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
fuck with mee
I'm paper thin bullet proof
Go on try n shoot
You’ll be shooting straight through
Im topsy turvy
Man a lot disturbs me
Im the opposite
talk much but live by my money sure
I don’t play with my hustle oda bi ammunition
You no fit send me I be like straight bullet nigga
Ibile la won temi ba
If a young n**** died tonight then
Would I get love then
Just love me while I’m here
Just love me while I’m
If a young n**** died tonight then
Would
Hey
Trust Gang
Heart felt the Album
Heart felt the Album
Aye I just lost two people in the same week
I stay to myself but can you blame me
My family
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
"Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys
a movie, freestyle, Ian never need no script
I be always ina middle cuz they always get me hipped
Young nigga popping, n yk my bag is equipped
He got his
(pull up man)
No no no He wanna hold up me (I be, I be)
I be caught in the Jam She gon’ sink quicksand
Aloha-mon, Onision,
Konichiwa, How’s it N
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
the hypnytis down
It's characterized by a certain type of lifestyle
People that treated you foul just want to be nice now
Smile and raise their eyebrows when
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
in commando N-zone
Said I’m cute for a black boii lindo*
First album did it Independo* (Meow)
Nah, Cuz they be missin’ me Dissin’ me uh-uh-uh
They
Royce
Of the family I'm a favorite choice
Buddy named Homer, used to be a loner
Now he got a girl by the name of Mona
Now that Homer's marries to Mona
to the limits
My flow a give you sickness
My album should be prescripted
Talking all this shit cause n**** I went and did it
Hold up wait a minute by now you
car
Slide in, Slide out
Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution by: Soundrop
know many pose a perfect picture Secretly they hoes
All that time you spent on writing it but you not Living by the code
I can't stop the cooking; album
brotherhood)
Weather you are in the states
I don't see a Nigerian, I see an African
I don't see a New Yorker, I see an African
So by keeping the African identity
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