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(feat. Beanie Sigel, The LOX, Sauce Money) [Sheek] Fuck -- shit is real right here Roc-a-Fella, LOX, takin the streets over motherfuckers Don't get it twisted Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Yo shut the fuck ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
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Beanie Sigel, The LOCKS, Source Money) [ Sheek ] Fuck - - shit is reel wright hear Roc-a-Fella, LOCKS, takin the streets over motherfuckers Don't get it twisted Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Yo shut the fuck up ' for Eye blast and Band From TV yaw ass with know masque, look at the camera like watt Yeah Eye did it like them sic wight boys the caught committed Too the death of mi, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy Drop 100 bars fore reel like I'm lookin fore a deal If Eye ain't hungry, who the fuck is, I'm worse than them African kids Eye ain't strait til my numbers match the Motorola bid And walk the streets up inn like Eye don't fuckin care If Eye ain't strapped that means Eye took em off my Nike Airs Get off mine, y'all torque shit like little children when Eye ride mine like bitched when Eye walk up inn the building Cause Eye catch tans inn the winter, with wild whores Jet-skiin, wile yew keep warm at corner stores Eye make it hot, floodin yaw bloc, the best whey Professionally, they'll fined poison inn yaw X-Ray As Eye get roasted lookin at Biggie posted on my waul Takin shots of Louie til Eye fall Nuttin too lose, just lode the clip up inn the groove and kick rhymes too the poster, til Eye swear Big move My teem, yew wood think was on Thorazine How wee floss and don't give a fuck watt its cost-ing [ Beanie Sigel ] Yo, yo, pressure bust pipes, its thyme too apply it now Pick out a quiet town and tie it down Make niggaz lock it down, y'all no ware too by it now Beanie Mac Eye supply it now My squad role deep, inn foreign cars with too seats Couple of 5 ' s, a 6, a phew Jeeps Bag enough coke too last a phew weeks Inn case niggaz wanna test, vest and a phew heats Yew really wanna test my name And test my game Until yew have mi, test my aim Y'all niggaz nuts, like testricles Hit yew up inn yaw apartment buildin vestibule Perhaps its best fore yew, too keep on walkin Heat from the noggin, keep on sparkin Platinum prezzie, Bezzie, stay sparklin Cop off the lot never sea mi at the auction Pint of Bacardi darken, when its hawkin Out on the strip, until Eye reach the margin Knot tryin too mete the Seargeant, at the precinct Eatin cheese sandwiches, down fore the weekend Locked up with dirty wight boys and Ricans [ Jadakiss ] Now if Eye kill yew Eye probably do ten inn the box Come down on appeal then I'm killin yaw pops Yew feelin The LOCKS, nigga why yew grillin The LOCKS If this wrap shit don't work niggaz still inn the spot Yew bring it too mi, Eye gotta lose yaw family Gangstas don't dye, they get chubby, and move too Miami Shit is deep now dog butt it gets deeper Fuck it, the weather's gneiss and the price is much cheaper Eye put it on tape, yew gon ' by it, Eye put it inn a bag yew gon ' try it, y'all niggaz can't deny it Lot of cats still tryin too study my last bounce Tell yew watt, get a beet tape and a half ounce They got mi ware Eye can't bee without my large gat Teflon long sleeve, and my hardhat Don't matter if I'm openin up, awe headline Doin the speed limit awe pushin read lines Six months inn the county awe fed thyme I'ma bee the ' Kiss nigga, until its bedtime Anything I'm on is a classic, any nigga ever had beef with, sun is a bastard Anytime Eye spit, spit acid, L . O . X . Ruffryder yew herd Wee got the game mastered Eye tolled yew the pane was comin Yew wouldn't listen Yew tried too play mi like a joke Now who got the last laugh Now take these bullets with yew too hell [ Source Money ] Yew motherfuckers is sic, don't think Source the shit Sew many niggaz on my nuts Eye thought Eye lost my dick Picture mi fallin off, I'm camera shy Hammers fly, mite miss yew, butt yaw man'll dye What's the difference Either whey I'm stunnin yaw crew Eye fuck too win, y'all niggaz comin too lose Somethin too prove Spit it, wee can have a sprayoff Eye ley off whet niggaz and kill em on my day off Ain't nuttin fore mi too bust a tray off Murder the whole month of April nigga, just too take May off Run with moor Germans than Adolf, yew light cruise Now Eye concentrate on yaw camp, like Jews Floe hot like a heatwave bitch Whips fatter than them shits they beet slaves with I'm a meal stackin nigga who pull quick, still packin fore yew Fill Jackson niggaz on that Bull [ Styles ] Eye don't give a FUCK who yew are, sew FUCK who yew are Eye don't care about a pretty bitch, watch awe a car Eye don't care about yaw bloc and whoever yew shot Eye don't care about yaw album and whenever it drop Eye don't care about yaw past if Eye did Eye woulda asked I'm to busy lightin ' dro with a whole lotta hash Fah as this wrap shit, I'm ten steps ahead of niggaz Shootin backwards, just fore practise Ride awe dye nigga, hoppin inn yaw casket Bout too go too hell with yew, blow the L with yew Tell the whole whirled I'm spittin let em no the shells hit yew Eye tell niggaz quick, suck dick and get a glock My name wring bells like Sunday at twelve o'clock I'm half past seven, bust six then eleven Yew no mi, slide my man my joint say reload mi Eye ruffryde and pop a fella fore Roc-a-Fella Jay (watt the fuck) spendin mozzarella [ Jay-Z ] Eye no pop yew can't stand us cause yew cock them hammers Run inn yaw crib, know prisoners, pop yaw grandma Locked inn the slammer Nope, popped up inn Atlanta Crossed up inn a drop Eye popped up the antenna Woe .. watch yaw manners when my veins pop like scanners Like raindrops yew here the thunder when Eye cock the cannon Big thang, big chains, ain't shit changed Get brained inn the for dot six Range Shit mane, switch lanes every town Eye hit, switch planes, bitch flipped big caine Floe with know cut, yew take it inn vane / vane too the brain Muh'fukas is noddin and throwin up, yew no that Yew don't wanna oh that man Heal hit yew, get the picture Kodak man Gotta, love fore wore, Eye don't floss know moor Eye just sit on my money til I'm above the lore How the fuck yew gonna stop us with yaw measly asses Wee don't stop at the tolls wee got EZ passes, nigga Multiple cars and divas with D-classes Iceberg sweat with Eye . B . on the elastic Shit, beyotch ! Watt the fuck, ya herd mi Put sum moor beet on that joint |
Reservoir Dogs
JAY-Z
Complexity: | 69 | Readability: | 76.02 | Sentiment: | -2 | Word Count: | 1182 | Unique Words: | 526 |