Tytuł: Ghetto starz

• Wykonawca: Onyx
• Wyświetleń: 514

  
   Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
  I'm a rapper turned rock star
  Word up, what I wanna know
  Yo, I'm a rapper turned rock star
  What, what, what, what
  I'm a rapper turned rock star
  Yo, yo, yo
  
  [Fredro Starr]
  I'm a rapper turned rock star, in a hot car
  What y'all? The black prop with the crowbar
  No plates off the lot it costs a lot
  You forced to watch hands take they hand off the glock
  Money don't stop long as I stay hot
  Cook it up, chop it up, put it on the block
  Bust a bullet on the chart till we hit the top
  Nigga not too thick, the fold, I'm dipped in gold
  You half a gram niggas, can never slam niggas
  What part you don't understand? I'm the man nigga
  
  [Chorus: (?)] X 2
  Why not?
  Makin moves and gettin money with my team
  We them ghetto starz
  This here is far from a dream
  Official Nas, here to get up in that ass
  Word up, pour some liquor in my cup and pass
  
  [?]
  Yo, word up kid, there's mad money in this
  Grab the mic, handle your business
  This here is for Official niggas only, no beginners
  About my heavy metal, run the ghetto, where my sinners?
  You feel me in my crazy world, I only deal with sinners
  Hearin local reports from out the vocal laws up in the game
  You violate nigga, I swear I tear you out the frame
  Y'all niggas know the name, we represent the burrough Queens
  With the same routines run with y'all gats to smithereens
  
  [?]
  Official Nas, and L-B fam
  Bringin you the jam from the Queen-shy to get green-shy
  Rob with us, shorty it's all live, peep the vibe
  As we keep you wired, so up the stakes, cut the cake
  Regulate, we delegate and dead they take
  That's a rapper that it's official, track for track
  I back slap you, with my other platinum plaques
  You whack rap hopefulls, have you noddin like the dope do
  Any member of my crew'll roze you
  Number one spot, took that
  Onyx show, book that
  Got a bet, better know where to put that
  
  [Chorus] X 2
  
  [Sonsee]
  I smoke weed in cars that cost more than your house
  I got a fly chick with gats, hold coke in her blouse
  I'm talkin about a hundred g's, show sold out
  So you see that, you better shut your mouth
  I used to scheme on niggas that had more than me
  Now I'm that nigga and niggas scheme on me
  I got a ghetto mentality
  If a nigga front, I'm gattin 'em
  I never had nothin, now my rolex is platinum
  I be the same man, rich or poor
  Wildin out at the club, time to hit the floor
  Outside I got the infa, in the Ferrari cockpit
  Fuck partyin with y'all, we already got shit
  You rockless, nina you ain't got no props
  Let me see you at the awards this years, I blow your spot
  Even at a rich event, you can still get shot
  Fuck that, as of now Onyx back in the mack
  We guaranteed to start fights everytime we rap
  Yo, who got next? Who got first?
  I'm God Son, the illest nigga on this earth, what?
  
  [Chorus] X 4