文本歌词

Ma n***as is coke ya
It's crackalagy
1 on 1 n***a
I breed you n***as
The penalty is death and I'm inflictin
The torch and the best of the best couldn't mess with the boogie down bronxster
It's heavy promo catchin beef with joe but my man don't get caught up in these streets alone
They'll be heavy choppers firin motherf**kers is dyin n***as in runnin helicopters is flyin all these suckers is lyin tellin the feds
That ya see me and I was just island hopin some wala tahiti
I think it's called Fiji or summin like that get yo s**t pushed mof**ker f**kin with crack catch a 100 in ya cap yo brain be by ya waste line LV on this track hell of a base line remind me of the times
I was servin those base lines only Puerto Rican in Harlem now that's stardom ghetto celeb
I been since I was younger 100 mill strong still dyin of hunger under the chinchilla believe me the s**ts realer this piece'll leave ya in pieces
And make you sleep better the streets terror the weak better treat mena keep berrettas for these people and creep
F**kin crazy n***as
Crack n***a
D**nnn those guys are gettin dough that's why all these gangsters come to coke we get money money ya'll got nothin for me and if you get caught n***a don't mention Joe
I keep hearin that's cracks tha truth real n***as is screamin yo Joe get back in the booth yea
I do it for the n***as who be huggin the blocks those jack boys don't give a f**k dumpin at cops these n***as crazy some more real they'll get you for everythin even yo
Paul Wall grill yes n***a it's survival out here these n***as don't even respect the bible out here it spirals out here cars and kings too that's the only thing this summer gon bring you
I seen it all man they love it when I spit cane walk through the middle and speed with the big chain
I got em sick main look how the s**t playin piss stain yellow pebble bezel on the wrist main you ain't
Pac you ain't even a great actor matter a fact you is a great actor
I'm 1 o g you need to respect specially
If you don't want n***as to see through ya chest
Yesss
I caught his momma at the face to face now she layin in St Raymond's in section 8 n***a
Follow me now
S**t
Yeah this goes out to all the n***as gutter the gutter jails to jails
All my n***as playin the yard right now doin pull ups pumpin this s**t in yer headsets I love you n***as
Crack
Otis Ville you know it's real
Rikers haha
All my n***as holdin it down
All my street n***as gangster n***asss
D**e boys haha
COOK
Echo
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