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Utwór: Cali Chronic

  • wykonawca: Harlem World
  • album: The Movement
  • wyświetleń: 1399


      Turn it up
  [Huddy Combs]
  Yo when I roll you know the cats be out
  So you cowards got no choice but to rat me out
  I call in from the pen to try to see what that be 'bout
  Cuz I catch a fool slip and yo his ass is out
  [Blinky Blink]
  Hud stay on the low pop two cops
  Thug Against All Odds like Tupac
  I'm caked up dog tired from Jacob
  Platinum reach for it then wake up
  [Huddy]
  For top dollar yo I squeeze my trigger
  And Lord knows, I'll lead this nigga
  Cuz I'm down for whatever
  Matter of fact, I'm down for the cheddar
  Try to clown and get your ass layed down forever
  [Blink]
  Niggas hate to see a G come up (yeah)
  Young niggas that run up get gun up
  That's for real, seen the nigga pass the still
  Even wink, your ass get killed, All Out
  [Meeno]
  1 - This is for the no-nada's
  6'4" rida's, all them ones are lowriders
  All weed smokers, whole weed sippa's
  All dead homies, and O.G. nigga's
  Throw it up
  This is for the no-nada's
  6'4" rida's, all them ones are lowriders
  Whether blewed out or flamed out
  Mask on, ridin' with them big things out
  Yay a yayyy
  [Meeno]
  Light up the izzy-izzy ba-ba, ask yourself, why try?
  Touch the untouchable brotha that's in front of you
  Harlem USA be the place that I come from
  Twenty-ninth and Lenox be that place I get the guns from
  Vacant lots be the route that we used to run from
  Thirty-second precinct until Jackie caught the dum dum
  It's hot now, cops now, all I've gotta eat
  Close food shop down, send them across the street
  My force overheat cuz this cost is cheap
  Reminiscin' all my homies that I lost on the streets
  Dos Bruce, LB and even Stevie D
  Pull some nigga out and throw it up for a G
  NBR, be the click that claim to be
  So if worse come to worse, do the same for me
  Repeat 1
  [Loon]
  Now, we drink Colt '45, toke 45's
  Smoke 'til we high, loc til' we die
  Got locked up in Crenshaw
  Somebody said, 'Foo, what you in for?!'
  Gentleman's hoe, bang window
  Did 15, and got about 10 more
  Oh, he was solid than Dembrahlie
  And Eddie 3 was the first with I hydraulics
  Bought his first big dinner with narcotics
  And had a day, engine noise kept unpolished
  You taught me about khakis and Converse
  And if a foo' try to move then you ball first, feel me?
  But now I'm stackin' my grip
  Back in the trick, come out a day early is a slap on the wrist
  But one time never sleep on it
  I went from Harlem to LA fool, so speak on it
  Repeat 1 until fade
        

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