Lyrics

I started with, The New York niggaz got crazy game And drove the whole motherfucking world insane I been rolling with my man P R since the C L. This is my favorite rap producer nigga on the DL From mount vern to bx flossin' in the G S Switchin' lanes tossin' made game to your bitch Playing the averix? and the Pepe's No shirt on your girl sweat me and I'ma hit it if she let me I got my man Pete on the co and that's my dark side For y'all niggaz that don't know the red bone player Niggas in the Bronx call me mayor Maybe because they know I never pay her Look in your girl phone book it leaves you speechless Open my number instead of Peter reads Peaches Can't be reached because I'm reachless none'll lease this A fact that I'm black and breechless money peep this Ya, see even on my block I got to watch my back Because certain sheisty motherfuckers know I'm rolling with Shaq And plus I am tall and slim with the joker grin I bet ya girl knows nigga who the fuck I am One two rock the house Come on help me turn it out I'm getting down for mine so get down for yours Sending this one out rock steady no doubt One two rock the house Come on help me turn it out I'm getting down for mine so get down for yours Sending this one out rock steady no doubt Yo fuck whut them niggaz said there ain't no end to my road Of yellow bricks being sold to keep me out of the cold And it's a pity my lingo causes quakes in New York City Many cases got acquitted 'cause my lawyer's far from shitty Henney rock sippin' city block rippin' through your vest Guess who bring your best crew and your techs too 'Cause l gets much liver Lord Tariq I'm one of the fiercest 85ers kicks no jiver Because I am a survivor and my rhymes are legal tender Giving your bitch ass something to remember So do not return to sender as you enter the Lord's house of prayer Bow down and say it M B P because I'm your Money Boss Player I got mad bonanza money marks franc and yen Enough power to take your crew of soldiers flunk 'em in the end Who you is and where you been nigga frontin' on the run But it's done I call you son 'cause you act like one, whut One two rock the house Come on help me turn it out I'm getting down for mine so get down for yours Sending this one out rock steady no doubt One two rock the house Come on help me turn it out I'm getting down for mine so get down for yours Sending this one out rock steady no doubt Aye yo world premier uptown in riot gear Hall of fame plus all-star game rap career Got the golden gloves all my niggaz show love It's Pete Rock y'all same as it ever was In the Basement treats and prolific beats Hardcore for the streets take no defeats My state of the art I demonstrate with heart Super rap heroes and legendary parks We battle for a name graffiti tag the 'A' train Rock steady blood flows deep in the veins So inject the dope inhale the smoke Fine tune ya scope for the great black hope Is back on the scene with the ill team Open your eyes for hip hop's visine clear va vision One two rock the house Come on help me turn it out I'm getting down for mine so get down for yours Sending this one out rock steady no doubt One two rock the house Come on help me turn it out I'm getting down for mine so get down for yours Sending this one out rock steady no doubt
Writer(s): Paul Hutsch, Heiko Maier Von Schriessheim, Maik Karthaeuser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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