Lyrics:
that nigga, pick up the shell, keep it for a souvenir, yeah
It's hard to smile when you losin' peers
Paint on that Grand National lookin' like some new
Fuck playin' games, I start takin' names
Shake ya frame, time to start payin' Kane
Don't make me have to take it there and start sayin' names
Give
on screens
And I'm a fine dime piece, I be sharp as a crease
Quick to get it poppin', like water in hot grease
And it ain't nothing new, it's just the same
peas star child get the fix
the saucer shook the heavens with the blooms and the blams
because when we hit new york - shazam
we droppin like a comet
The Cool Kids up in this thing
Young Mac, and as for me? I run rap (easily)
Came thru (easily)
Ab-Soul, the new Eazy E
That mean Mac is Ice Cube
Got
The Cool Kids up in this thing
Young Mac, and as for me? I run rap (easily)
Came thru (easily)
Ab-Soul, the new Eazy E
That mean Mac is Ice Cube
Got
If you want it, come get it
(New York City must be)
If you want it, come get it
If you want it, come get it
If you want it, come get it
(New
the new doo wop
That thing was loud on the radio
We'd be on the stoop
Bumpin up Badu
Designed to get us high
But more importantly by
Cuz we was raised by
the shit you've been peddlin
Ain't nothin' better when your pockets is phat
Niggas get up in the game and start changing they stacks
Without gats I can run
these kids with the captions
On the grind
Yeah right
That's why you at a party every other night (huh)
Don't get it twisted I get with it on occasion
think you got the stacks?
You stuck being in jacks on the blocks with your paps
And the squad to hard niggas gotta fall back
Damn papi, you're shit is
you up and above the rest
But yall don't wanna hear that
Yall rather me shoot these dudes
Kids fathers don't leave now, they just get shot by them fools
Learning how to walk again
Maybe I just talk to talk
Old style, new kids
We just coming off the block
Maybe need some new friends
Maybe don't need
kids
She got the bag she be outta your league
They call me the Plugg I was serving the streets
Unlock the game now I'm throwing the keys
Shawty got ass
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
the fighters like speeches by Cus D'Amato
Djs stickin' to vinyl like fuck Serato?
Suppliers who ride around the block in the custom models
Ballin like
profession
What we reppin'? Better tune in
On the block I was never the new kid
Ain't no feelings my heart stay cooling
Hearing them shots movin', now we
Imma go hard just like I'm meant to
The game is a bitch don't let it tempt you
Don't get sucked in like the rest do
Pure chemistry
When I erupt with
Bump this bangin down your block
Get Active
Listen while you dippen from the cops
Get Active
If you rep the set than have that shit on lock
Get
the motherfuckin' house!
Fresh Kid Ice in the motherfuckin', house,
Ak!, Clay-vo-sie, just get on the mike and do what ya like!
[Clayvosie]
'Vosie gettin'
Bang bang same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
[Slick Rick]
But I'm his Royal Slickness
road, im bout pop off like a hubcap
Bouta get ma buzz back, I almost said fuck rap
But yo the kid more blessed than a chronic sneezer
And get more face
[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over,
to rapping
Yeah but legends ain't forgotten, now the rap game garbage
Damn near 7 years since the feds hit your apartment
All these new artists only make it
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