uh huh uh huh yo This goes out to you(mega) LA DC the Queens and Brooklyn Crew VA Atlanta, niggas from uptown too. (uh huh) Yea Exclusive You know how we do it kiko, Connecticut Muthafuckin Cormega settin it
[Cormega] Yo, to my enemies, I show no sympathy Lay down forever, with my tre-ocho, spray loco United we stand, divided we fall In spite of it all, I am still the illest nigga, keepin it real with niggas Weed in my lungs, Henny fill my liver Its on now, niggas better get gone now Or get torn down, with 4-Pounds my team kick doors down My dreamim for cream, we can all have
Chorus: Cormega
On the road to the riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Iam rappin for the bitches in the songs I sing Cuz real niggas do real things
On the road to the riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Iam Rappin over beats by B.I.G. Cuz real niggas do real things
[Cormega] Alota long time friends are foes now Exposed now to my four-pound No rock tote on my block Your spot closed now Dedicated to those who, never made it Fuck those who froze while interrogated. Picture me giving the cops a victory by snitchin I'd rather be in penetenrcy Doin life, with you niggas runnin though my wife Fuck it Iam locked down forever do her right Where I go my nine go My eyes low, from hydro My shine glow, fuck 5-0 Yo, let me think a minute, my jeep tinted The heat is in it, I better drive slow Cause I aint wit bein, printed in a cell Henny got me bent as hell, Usually I mix it with ginger ale I pass, where niggas fail, I stab for niggas bail I flash the wicked el, to have ya niggas, down like what
Chorus (x2) (Real niggas do real things, ya know I think its time for me go, Iam out kiko Nah son, one more for BK. Ok Check it out)
[Cormega] Yo, from QBC it be me C-O-R-M-E-G-A, get it Also known as the planna Montana Wit banana clips, hittin ya man up My rhymes got ya swichtin ya plan up I leave a leave a innefect with inelect The LX or GS, my procedure be best Competition be ??? like D'z hittin the spot Wit no ki's left (stupid) Look at your bitch she wet She wanna do me because, Iam rappin over Biggie rockin a Kool G. Well check this, I got Colombians money In the bed I hit your honey in No love for cops cause my dunn is on the run again Feel the rhyme, I got the shit locked liked prison time And '98 is to late Iam gettin mines
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uh huh uh huh yo This goes out to you(mega) LA DC the Queens and Brooklyn Crew VA Atlanta, niggas from uptown too. (uh huh) Yea Exclusive You know how we do it kiko, Connecticut Muthafuckin Cormega settin it
[Cormega] Yo, to my enemies, I show no sympathy Lay down forever, with my tre-ocho, spray loco United we stand, divided we fall In spite of it all, I am still the illest nigga, keepin it real with niggas Weed in my lungs, Henny fill my liver Its on now, niggas better get gone now Or get torn down, with 4-Pounds my team kick doors down My dreamim for cream, we can all have
Chorus: Cormega
On the road to the riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Iam rappin for the bitches in the songs I sing Cuz real niggas do real things
On the road to the riches and diamond rings Real niggas do real things Iam Rappin over beats by B.I.G. Cuz real niggas do real things
[Cormega] Alota long time friends are foes now Exposed now to my four-pound No rock tote on my block Your spot closed now Dedicated to those who, never made it Fuck those who froze while interrogated. Picture me giving the cops a victory by snitchin I'd rather be in penetenrcy Doin life, with you niggas runnin though my wife Fuck it Iam locked down forever do her right Where I go my nine go My eyes low, from hydro My shine glow, fuck 5-0 Yo, let me think a minute, my jeep tinted The heat is in it, I better drive slow Cause I aint wit bein, printed in a cell Henny got me bent as hell, Usually I mix it with ginger ale I pass, where niggas fail, I stab for niggas bail I flash the wicked el, to have ya niggas, down like what
Chorus (x2) (Real niggas do real things, ya know I think its time for me go, Iam out kiko Nah son, one more for BK. Ok Check it out)
[Cormega] Yo, from QBC it be me C-O-R-M-E-G-A, get it Also known as the planna Montana Wit banana clips, hittin ya man up My rhymes got ya swichtin ya plan up I leave a leave a innefect with inelect The LX or GS, my procedure be best Competition be ??? like D'z hittin the spot Wit no ki's left (stupid) Look at your bitch she wet She wanna do me because, Iam rappin over Biggie rockin a Kool G. Well check this, I got Colombians money In the bed I hit your honey in No love for cops cause my dunn is on the run again Feel the rhyme, I got the shit locked liked prison time And '98 is to late Iam gettin mines
Yea Cormega Kiko Say No More
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