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Tytuł: Meaning of family

  • Wykonawca: Mase
  • Wy¶wietleń: 216

  
   [Mase]
  Uh, the world is back, World War II
  Harlem World be the clique
  Any nigga don't like it, he's a dick, nigga
  Shit we 'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen
  This what family mean, nigga
  
  [Teamsters]
  I'm only tryin' to get my dough right
  Still I'm labeled as a lowlife
  Because I ass-bet when I roll dice
  Put my dick up in yo' wife, raw dog
  Now we got a son on the way
  The call yours, I ignore laws
  Break rules, break tombs, take jewels, make moves
  
  [Blinky]
  We don't get along wit' them fake dudes
  
  [Teamsters]
  Drivin' me bizerk on beats I burst
  Only thug you know to bring the heat to church (All Out)
  The streets is cursed, I'm eatin' first
  Had these hoes like "he's the worst"
  My peeps is thirst', release the curse or get smacked
  Better run and get your man even though he don't react
  When the gun is in his hand
  Better have a team we gon' bit through
  Mad crews even got your moms screamin'
  "Them dudes is bad news"
  
  [Mase]
  And if you touched us
  
  [Teamsters]
  It can't happen
  His hands is the only thing your man's clappin'
  Don't understand rappin'
  Wanna flow I call it foolishness
  You know how many tunes I grip?
  To pay dues and shit
  Check the rules of this, we bruise your clique
  Since your girl can't refuse the dick
  You abuse the bitch, could loose your chips
  And who you wit'? (All Out)
  Ghetto crucifix, we O.T. movin' bricks
  What, what, what (All Out, All Out)
  (All Out, All Out, All Out)