"Didnt know any where else to put this Lyric sorry" Grab Your 40 Lets get Keyed Messin with that Indo Weed (GZA) Who be first to catch this Beat Down? My Rap Pages be The Source Ego Trip remain victory, and no loss Rap Sheet show you Details of wars in streets Where the most live, catch Vibe and Blaze heat Double XL kings who rush through, got Right On Quick to Stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on Math lets the plates Spin Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin The dawn catch fist, keep the paper direct wire, see MJ retire Unlike the story that echoes out from chronic liars Like those who feast on hogs, eat Murder Dogs A Village Voice kid with his heart and soul calm Killa bees produce the honey, that fortify the platinum plus the DJ claws fiend to scratch them Thus street team take shots at criticism Well Hell Me and Snoop we Dippin' again Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaabay! Two loced out niggaz so we're craaazy! (2pac) Our lifestyles be close captioned addicted to fatal attractions Pictures of actions be played back in the midst of mashin' No fairy tales for this young black male Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga culture or the repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? Save your sympathy My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe If you believe then you can achieve Just look at me (Nas) Uh 2000 G Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back You wanna ball till you fall, I can help you with that You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat Cuz I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em Century 21 Solar Eclipse While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc Thelonius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet AK is my heat, everyday in the street till I lay six feet QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto Four-fives with the Hollows, Silencers on the nozzles Pop bottles with those who left here The best years, wearin a bulletproof vest years The aim for the head and chest years What's your name? Make your name known For the next year's Better rep Yeah Got It Good (Till the Song Finishes)
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Copy to Clipboard: "Didnt know any where else to put this Lyric sorry" Grab Your 40 Lets get Keyed Messin with that Indo Weed (GZA) Who be first to catch this Beat Down? My Rap Pages be The Source Ego Trip remain victory, and no loss Rap Sheet show you Details of wars in streets Where the most live, catch Vibe and Blaze heat Double XL kings who rush through, got Right On Quick to Stress ya, sound crew to get a mic on Math lets the plates Spin Consecutive hits, promoters' face grin The dawn catch fist, keep the paper direct wire, see MJ retire Unlike the story that echoes out from chronic liars Like those who feast on hogs, eat Murder Dogs A Village Voice kid with his heart and soul calm Killa bees produce the honey, that fortify the platinum plus the DJ claws fiend to scratch them Thus street team take shots at criticism Well Hell Me and Snoop we Dippin' again Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaabay! Two loced out niggaz so we're craaazy! (2pac) Our lifestyles be close captioned addicted to fatal attractions Pictures of actions be played back in the midst of mashin' No fairy tales for this young black male Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga culture or the repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? Save your sympathy My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe If you believe then you can achieve Just look at me (Nas) Uh 2000 G Yo, I need an encore y'all, you should welcome me back You wanna ball till you fall, I can help you with that You want beef? I could let a slug melt in your hat Cuz I'm a wild barbarian, too hard, I'm scarin' 'em Century 21 Solar Eclipse While you listenin' to the words that I wrote on the disc Thelonius, my description is do-rags, pants sag down to my feet AK is my heat, everyday in the street till I lay six feet QB, PJs, and we playin' for keeps Jewelry, cars and Jeeps is my motto Four-fives with the Hollows, Silencers on the nozzles Pop bottles with those who left here The best years, wearin a bulletproof vest years The aim for the head and chest years What's your name? Make your name known For the next year's Better rep Yeah Got It Good (Till the Song Finishes)
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