歌词
Haha
C5 D-Block LOX
You know
Yeah yeah
Say the judge or the jury
Can't spoil this
(Na ahn ahn)
Nah (two thirds) of the world's most loyalest
(I'mma shoot em)
I'mma pay the bail
I'm sure of this
(I'mma kill em I'mma get the witness)
Teach 'em more of this
(We never sing not even on a song)
Where the es
(Dig the hole get the wood box)
Bring the florist in
(Tell the pastor tell the family)
We was just warning them
(38's 45's) all type of Tauruses
(About to hit the bong)
Pour the Holy water in
(Celebrating) for participating
(in the slaughtering)
Eating steaks at the same spot
They killed Paulie in
Frank White's three in the quarter
Taping your daughter in
Columbia with the connect
(putting the order in)
(Nigga act we gonna clap)
Like we the audience
(Make sure you ain't down to strap)
Get rid of all the prints
Do your homework on
(whoever you go to war against)
I had 20s on my Benz
Lend it to all my friends
And everything was all gravy
Everything was all gravy
And if I need something call Baby
I need something call Baby
And the streets was calling me
But a nigga had call waiting
And yeah we all went through our phases
We all went through our savings
Some niggas stayed on point
Some niggas was point shaving
And sometimes we had to be vegetables
That mean we had to stay patient
Cause they say you are what you eat
I took the star out of starvation bitch
I come from a Third World
Start rapping in the fourth grade
Start trapping in the sixth grade
Went platinum in the tenth grade
Dropped out a nigga getting paid
This when Birdman had a fade
This when Hummers didn't come stretch
But Birdman had 'em made
This when pretty bitches set you up
And niggas didn't give two f**ks
You had two guns and two phones
You could waste time and get a new cup
But this when niggas had pimp cups
And new rappers got hemmed up
And all them niggas that's biting got they fins cut
I know real niggas gon' f**k with this
Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout"
I know real niggas gon' f**k with this
Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout"
And we gon' be around 'till yo motherf**kin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we
Get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds bring us in we
Get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds bring us in we
Get the same time Gotti got
But this when niggas had pimp cups
And dirty money got rinsed up
And the early birds in the worm hole would
Get so fat that they'd get stuck
We'd clean our fingerprints up
We'd clean the shit we didn't touch
This when niggas called Diddy Puff
Letting Biggie bump
While I'm sitting up in that big body
I can show you a dead body
Lotta niggas got pinched
And the snitches ended up dead lobsters
Wrap the birds in red tape
Call them bitches Red Robins
Pops had kilos
I needed one key I would've made copies
Free my niggas down
And Rest In Peace to all my dead partners
I smoke bout a pound in like a week
And f**k the Weight Watchers
Got my self a brand new triple beam
Just to weigh options
I stumbled upon a gold mine
I thank God that it ain't copper
Some niggas were late bloomers
But boy look how they've blossomed
Don't know niggas that wear wires
But I know niggas that go haywire
I know hoes that play possum
And will bring us to y'all mailboxes
And dead man can't talk
And the Feds don't have séances
Look you put a knot on
The end of a condom full of drugs
And put it in her pussy
And get through customs cause
Last time we just took em
I rather be blind before I be the nigga
That stand around just lookin'
And you can beat around the bush
And find a nigga laying behind them bushes
I know real niggas gon' f**k with this
Like "that's that shit I be talkin' 'bout"
I know real niggas gon' f**k with this
Real niggas gon' f**k with this
Like "that's that shit I be talkin' about"
Like "that's that shit I be talkin' about"
And we gon' be around 'till
Yo motherf**kin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we
Get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds bring us in we
Get the same time Gotti got
And if the Feds bring us in we
Get the same time Gotti got
Gotti got
C5
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