歌词

Diggin' in the crates 9 9 Don Carta bomb harder Uh, still diggin' ya'll Yeah, Big L, yeah, yeah Yeah there's only one way for me to explain the key to this game Is longev keep it the same The seeds'll remain only if they bringin' the pain Hip hop don't stop like the heat in my vein The streets know my name Don Carta bomb harder My persona is honored in the Bronx as my alma matter I'm smarter than the average Joe, packin' a flow That's stackin' the dough, let's bring the chips in the bag and let's go Fat Joe, I'ma set it straight If you do your hist I exist through diggin' in the crates Bringin' in the ace, had to stay up late Playin' the corners but never seen a day upstate 'Till the day I escape or see tone at the pearly gates I continue to runch it even after the computer breaks You know the rates, fifty-thou for every verse that's foul As I bring rhymes to life like the birth of a child We all self-centered, it's our world you just in it Check the VIP part of the club, flooded wit' women Push a plush tinted truck wit' thugs in it You never catch any one of us broke wit' no dubs drivin' the limit It's our way of life, you in the game better play it right Buy a house wit' only my chains, so playa name your price Fly niggas, since we was crawlin', you can ask our pops You ain't really ballin' wit' that, so nigga pass the rock Check it, my whole crew holdin' We all got cars wit' extra features It's a bunch of y'all, one got dough, the rest is leeches You probably mad cuz I be sexin' divas I should pull this pistol out and make you touch your sneakers I'm on some cool out shit, but I will pull this tool out quick And put some holes in your new outfit You frontin' hard cuz your whip a range But it's a 4.0, you nerd nigga, you heard jigga now get your change You ain't a willy you a small solider, give it up son it's all over And you never sold a, pound a cane You a clown wit' fame, goin' down the drain All yo' shit sound the same I'ma shine pop-o, cuz when you got dough your rocks glow L got a hot flow that rap coppo I'm uptown smoothest, first album left you clowns clueless Sayin' I'm wack, you niggas sound foolish Niggas hate to see l bubble, they'd rather see l struggle Cuz what they sell, I'ma sell double You wanna see rocks, then look at l's wrist If you see me in the club drinkin' mo' that means they don't see cris We all self-centered, it's our world you just in it Check the VIP part of the club, flooded wit' women Push a plush tinted truck wit' thugs in it You never catch any one of us broke wit' no dubs drivin' the limit It's our way of life, you in the game better play it right Buy a house wit' only my chains, so playa name your price Fly niggas, since we was crawlin', you can ask our pops You ain't really ballin' wit' that, so nigga pass the rock
Writer(s): Terrance Jermaine Quaites, Duane S Hitchings, Dennis Earle Lambert, Franne Golde, D. Carter, B. Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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