Foxy Brown - More Or Less MP3 dan Lirik Lagu

(foxy) gyeah

(shyne) gyeah, walk with me

(foxy)
gyeah, it's like new york's been soft
ever since my n-gg- shyne been sittin' in prison
yeah

[verse 1] shyne
check it, sip things sick rings, this sh-t is sickening
sick chains sick aim, 5th bang 5th frame
bail money lawyers actin' funny when i come thru
hit 'em with a bundle on a humble
couple notes, seen boys arms with a rolls said i want
one too
what the f-ck i'm gone do
but get it if it's there to be gotten till i'm driving
by
and i'm rockin' sideways m-th-f-cka crime pays
i need it i'll get it i got it i'll shop it i'll double
the profit
and bubble the pockets, i'm living to die
n-gg-z talk fly 'til i walk by and pop somethin'
m-th-f-ckas forgot somethin', i'm not frontin'
this ain't rap, music this ain't that
you f-ck around i'll have you sleepin' where the saints
at
sincerely yours shyne m-th-f-ckin' po
b-tch get yo bags h-t the m-th-f-ckin' door

[hook] (2x)
may the angels walk with me, more or less
big things, big rims n-gg-, more or less
f-ckin' big stars in big cars, more or less
i can say i seen it all and done it all, more or less

[verse 2]
g is a g, a key is a key a snitch is a fish
with no fins that can't swim when i dump him in the
river
charcoal gray are, 12 cylinders bulletproof sentences
trial date tentative
i sound like who, ya'll sound like trash
get off my d-ck and p-ss my cash
they don't do it cause i rap about it
i rap about it cause they do it
my musics the conduet to a ticket i live it
b-tch n-gg- i cook it and pitch it
by the prints that bought the sh-t and ditch it
hip hop ain't responsible for balancing america
america's responsible for balancing america
back to the flow nose full of dough
rolls full of hoe's leave a n-gg- clothes full of holes
the schools didn't want me so the drug dealers taught
me
simple math step on it twice and bring 'em back
get 4 times what you paid divide the labor costs
and still come away with enough to play
and i see the same sh-t n-gg-z younger than me
runnin' the streets lookin for somethin' to eat

[hook] 2x

[verse 3]
ole boy betta get down better run for cover
when i spit rounds ah you in some sh-t now
get found slit down to the white meat
i'm from brooklyn vietnam n-gg- i like beef
but being a bird in the street double plight
livin' a troubled life, father was a jerk
moms had to work, poppy had to work
so i did what any real n-gg- would do
got in front of the stove now i got the sh-t sowed
f-ck you punk n-gg-z witcho punk cash
with the punk blast put yo punk -ss in the trunk fast
the f-ck y'all thought
i buried n-gg-z in walls, i'ma trill m-th-f-cka after
all
point blank shootin n-gg-z point blank all the way to
the bank
rip yo face off then i'll take off
the difference between me and them, you won't be seein'
them
no more, n-gg- secrets of war

[hook] 4x