Keunyeonun morujyo Jeongmal morujyo Ee apeaun sarang Na hunja sarangul hago Dd ibyeoreul hago keunyeorul bonaeyo Jiuhgo jiweobwado Son kkat hana jiuhi
herbs Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay Put your money on it, yo we never fronted Long Island
it out I gets my love game on without a doubt My girl know I'm live (yeah) point blank period Handcuffin them hoes y'all can't be serious You ain't cut
don't want me to tig a tig a tig a Tell ya wassup, go Ya really don't want me to tig a tig a tig a Tell ya wassup, go Ya really don't want me to tig a
Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay Put your money on it, yo we never fronted Long Island
Respect) Black Wall Mafia, new millennium Genevieves Got a million dollars say LeBron don't win a ring (Word?) I know Kobe, I be on the floor, Kobe! You know
Brooklyn New York, New York, it's a hell of a town You know the Bronx is up, and I'm Brooklyn down Because they don't know my name, only know my initials
Island features Lambourghini, Porches, gorgeous chrome sneakers the gossip won't reach us we in another World, keep doing that, I won't think bout another girl bad b-tches f
the bomb, The four hotties, Total and Foxy, sippin' Spumanti, Bad girl of the year '96, Pam Grier. Chorus: I don't need no one but you, I don't need
the Darkman right here Word up, marvelous, I keep it spicy, kid Know what I'm saying? For my mad A V cats You know? B D F B , you know? Word up, murderous
show you shit you've never seen The 7 wonders of the world And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl I don't mean my woman
as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit Spit, and let my fo-fo rip, so bitch don't slip Don't make me put a lump on your lip A dip in your hip, I'm snatchin
we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in the morning, y'know... Oh, I didn't know that... Where do you guys play tomorrow night? I mean, I'd like
's Rucker team On the bus no diss f'real stuck Just countin' that, money and still visit my niggaz on the island The money mountain I climb it, it won't
I ain't know why the fuck they used to look at me so strange Glanced at my neck and didn't see no chain Be saying, "That's nasty", wouldn't give me no
the chat with the boom shot Hit you with the lyrical bash, so won't last Rudebwoy check your stash, caught the cash and if you don't like dat, somebody
