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жанры: hip-hop
альбомы: The Last Stand
World Wide
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Boot Camp Clik
жанры: hip-hop
альбомы: The Last Stand
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[Verse 1-Steele] I used to stay in my backroom, listenin' to rap tunes Dad in the living room, spinnin' back the old-school I guess you could call it soul food Music that'll mold you, somethin' you can grow to Don't be mad at what the record store sold you If you bought some bullshit just 'cause somebody told you My flow show you that I know what you go through Put a gem on your mind, drop a jewel in the vocals My speech local, but I reach all regions Fly frequent, customs breachin', lah chiefin' My son's favorite rapper is me, I know the reason The Lord keep us breathin' and y'all keepin' us eatin' And though the flag been tattered and beaten We still stand, not a man in the family retreatin' No set trippin', no slippin', no sleepin' Full steamin' ahead on a mission to get this cream, man [Hook-Steele] New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it Tour the World and it's back to the essence To the block's we be reppin' where you need protection So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you [Verse 2-Sean Price] Hey yo, blam, blammer, innocent bystander Sean Price, I'm nice with the grammar Y'all niggas can't rhyme, y'all need to go back to the lab Formula one, get a pen and a pad Let's start with the basic, A-B-C, one-two-three My g-u-n in your f-a-c-e Break your body down, collapsin' a clown, clap with the round Highway to heaven where Michael Landon standin' around Understand I got my hand on the pound, I fuck you up Niggas standin' around nervous, like "Yo, what up with Ruck?" None of your biz, fuck around, throw one in your wig Then proceed to the nearest high school, put one in your kid Sean Price, man, I'm done with it kid You ain't tough, you bluffin', plus you left your fuckin' gun in the crib [Verse 3-Louieville Sluggah] I'm an NC king, a BK boss He can floss, 'cause he came off With big black, housin' bags of money Shit, I had to get it, ain't a damn thing funny When your money lookin' funny, they play you for a dummy Yeah, they play you for a dummy And I ain't havin' that, go grab my gat You gotta respect it, I'm well connected, you know [Hook-Steele] New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it Tour the World and it's back to the essence To the block's we be reppin' where you need protection So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you [Verse 4-Buckshot] We be the movement, new and improved and Fuck the hammers, y'all niggas is screwed in Leeway, go 'head and play, see if I Joke around, one stroke around that four-fifth I Might start gettin' that vibe again Forget lookin' at yours, thinkin' it's mines again (Gimme that) I see you get the bigger picture And now that I'm in your frame, I wanna maintain with ya You know, chop it up for a bit Build for a little while, get a plan to make some real chips 'Cause, gee I've been down for a while But I'm Duck Down, so now, I'm only down for a smile When the check come, respect 'em, we ain't stop But you workin' over there though, huh, that's hot Me, I'm worldwide, jumpin' from block-to-block Lovin' it, 'cause everyone I hit 'll pop the top, ugh [Hook-Steele] New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it Tour the World and it's back to the essence To the block's we be reppin' where you need protection So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you [Verse 5-Rock] Mr. Alkatraz, ain't no escapin' when my arms go, heard me Been on more rap tours then Soran O'Jersey Recruit a beast in every city, my squad so dirty I'm the beast master don, pa, y'all gon' learn, B Stunned on the new improved Boot Camp You gon' look real small like a deuce-deuce in Bruce Bruce hands How many niggas eatin' off us? We the new food stamp We go World Wide with this wild shit, we do, you can't [Hook-Steele] New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it Tour the World and it's back to the essence To the block's we be reppin' where you need protection So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you New York, Chi-Town, Georgia, Texas Cali, Florida, VA, Connecticut New Jerz, DA and Mass be reppin' it Maryland, we gettin' love in Canada, we respect it Tour the World and it's back to the essence To the block's we be reppin' where you need protection So, this goes out to you, this goes out to you
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