a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de another episode - jt the bigga figga

[verse 1]
a string of robberies, district attorney want a conviction
feds sn-tched me up, said “figga fit the description”
tall, black cap, rhyme dirty with a bunch of thugs
and a two hundred dolla auction bucket with burner gloves
show me no love, ain’t no respect for the law
got behind us, hit the sirens so we ran through the park
left the engine running, pistol in hand, i had a planning
to take em on a hoo-race running, they couldn’t stand it
why the f-ck we running, oh yeah the fo-fo mad
how the f-ck they try to stop us with the two tags
in the heat of the moment, in a drug free zone
in a sort to find some cuts since the projects gone
so peep the episode

[chorus]
try to f-ck with me, n-ggas gonna see
break bread playa, back on my toes but it’s just another episode
so peep the episode
you playaz gonna learn, n-ggas gotta learn
break bread playa, back on my toes but it’s just another episode
so peep the episode

[verse 2]
drug money infested, the city streets of san francisco
packin’ a pistol, poppin’ your collar, squatting the pen tho
earning credentials calling shots on balla spots
in the summer when they pockets in knots from checking watts
who’s the mob boss, creating but the fool didn’t know the homies plotted
like donny and sent me the bull so he said he match it
brick for brick, whatever they throw up
become a running double back, two prices lower
nothing but blower, jocking yoda for oozie folder
n-ggas will hold the coke spots where smokers roll up
claimin’ they soldiers but getting rolled on like nichi
bet you they peep these verbal lugs from different species
tellin’ this tale bout murdering mail
bout the cats that made it off the turf and others that fail
in the pursuit of paper chasin’ while you stacking yo grip
and all your homies on the sideline, open your slip
so peep the episode
[chorus]
why you mess with me, n-ggas gonna see
break bread playa, back on my toes but it’s just another episode
so peep the episode
you playaz gonna learn, n-ggas gotta learn
break bread playa, back on my toes but it’s just another episode
so peep the episode

[verse 3]
i got my bucket towed, sunday morning
the dirty cops hit the block when everybody was sleepin’
they failed the chopps, i never knew my folks was snitching
double agent for both sides, come around and get the info
and then he slide, tucked his tail
because he can’t be livin’ well
got popped with a pistol whipped in cali jail, we post bail
with ten strikes over his head, still on the streets
steady [?] spinning blocks with b
it all started with compton when everybody put they money in
three kicks for thirty two thousand that had his bubbly in
hit it with the [?] watching it rise quickly
simply, one of these ? is kinda shifty
pen me, sh-t got my [?] split
[?] out the house of the hit
call my cousin on the [?] mobiliny, pocket sized, hand held
one of them n-ggas you talking to is a snitch but you can’t tell
but oh well, i left a message on the cell phone
for 457 on his pager, then i’m gone
just another day livin’ in the streets of the sco
cuz you never really know playa
so peep the episode
[chorus]
why you f-ck with me, n-ggas gonna see
break bread playa, back on my toes but it’s just another episode
so peep the episode
you playaz gonna learn, n-ggas gotta learn
and my independent folks on the grind
makin’ money cause we love to shine

[interlude]
get low (west coast mafia)
imperio (west coast mafia)
presidential (west coast mafia)
fillmoe (west coast mafia)
mob boss (west coast mafia)
big block (west coast mafia)
get paid (west coast mafia)
sess side (west coast mafia)
gamblaz (west coast mafia)
ride wave productions (west coast mafia)
explosive mode (west coast mafia)
fetti jetti records (west coast mafia)
do it live (west coast mafia)
the west side (west coast mafia)
[?] tight (west coast mafia)
sic wit it (west coast mafia)
no limit (west coast mafia)
cash money yo (west coast mafia)
dank or die (west coast mafia)
ruff ryders (west coast mafia)
rockafella yo (west coast mafia)
we independent y’all (west coast mafia)
cause we love to ball (west coast mafia)
we put it down
9-9-2-g
yeah can’t forget about young black brotha records, death row records, [?] records, too $hort records, 8-ball records, hoo-bangin records, major factor records
and all the independent labels get money
it’s the new millennium ya heard me

- jt the bigga figga

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS