U Know Bleek — текст песни (Memphis Bleek)

[memphis bleek]

Yea.. serious shit..



[record scratch]

Aiyyo, this time its for my family, we ride or die

Its in the blood til the death, now aim for the sky

My fo blow for sure, for dough, for own land..



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Its money, drugs, and hot slugs

Its money, drugs, and hot slugs [street scholar]

Its money, drugs, and hot slugs [r o c]

Its money, drugs, and hot slugs



[memphis bleek]

Niggas said I cant do it

Funny I done it

The album is here, now who the fuck want it?

I let niggas eat now Im here to collect

I admit they tried, but they aint rep correct

Now the dinner tables set and its my time to eat

Dont even wipe your mouth, get up, be out!

Dont let the cars fool you, or the jewelry blind you

My lifes the realest nigga, I should write me a novel

This for them broads thatll hold me down

And my niggas on the internet that download my style

And my dog in line in at chow

Just bangin with his walkman playin me loud

And the nigga with that plate

Choppin them grams, him and his man

Listening to music that they understand

And that white boy goin to college

He dont know about the ghetto but know how to hold metal

Them white boys, theyll shoot shit up

They can listen to this shit, I dont give two fucks

But back to it, sippin on that cognac fluid

In the porsche, burnin the conduit

This is ride music, get high music

That m dot, hot supply music

Thats the answer, lifes like cancer

I thought I told yall niggas Im serious!



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Its money, drugs, and hot slugs, you know bleek