B EZ歌詞

作詞 : Jones/Lewis/K. Holley/V. Santiago
作曲 : Jones/Lewis/K. Holley/V. Santiago
I heard that ***** Capone's home yo
Word to Motha that ***** Nore
Doin' his motha****in thing thugged out
Entertainment knowwhatI'msayin
****** still in the streets Ill
Will Braveheart ***** there's a
Thin line between streets and
Business so we gotta have
Balance and be easy
I heard you fags wanna
Catch me off guard
Put Tecks to my heart
The death of Escobar
Under your breath whispers in the dark
I hear it cause the street
Ain't loyal to choose sides
Prepare for the beef whoever lose dies
Rich and I'm thuggin
I can't trust nothin
This ***** that I'm ****in
This clip that I'm bustin
Could jam in my fist
Look at my hand finger
***** with expensive rings
Cut coke cookies wrote poetry
And broke noses B
The voice from Heaven
I'm God sent of course a legend
This is part 1 speak my
Sermon the hood reverand
Blunted eyes red
C Class a Hundred times Five Red
CD's blast speed fast haters drop dead
I'm gorgeous
Black Goddess flip the
Arm rest flip the cordless
Her body stacks the best
Ass is flawless
Finally the long awaited **** ghetto people
The sequel
Nas CNN nobody's equal
Yo Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back drink creezy
Be easy but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin the shows with thugged eezy
Yo Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back drink creezy
Be easy but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin the shows with thugged eezy
****** picked me the boss
Ricky Ross
Lex Two Fifty Horse power
Click and devour the source
If it's flour then swallow your loss
I cock Fours kick in Poppi's doors
All for the cash and the cause
****** break big fractions of laws
So what we got it sewn up
Smack every cat on the board
I speak the truth
Guns spit at you shakin my palm
It's pitiful wavin my wand
The Don a Hundred follow me like Farrakhan
Chasin my Henny embrace Benny's
It's quite Frank my ******
Ll kill never waste a Penny
Money stay well invested
Feel the weight on my necklace
When death is too close flip the next ****
Thug the game out
Bust biscuits pull the Range out
Public enemy QueensBridge where I hang out
Sweet scent of **** I wear like a fragrance
My energy's kinetic mind power type ancient
Yo Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back drink creezy
Be easy but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin the shows with thugged eezy
Yo Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back drink creezy
Be easy but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin the shows with thugged eezy
I see death through the
Corner die kingdom come
Six 500's pull up right
In front of the slum
Sticky green fingers
Soldiers of the great God
Clarence spoke to the poor
But he lived in Oz
An ill hook like Roy Jones
I'm a street corner bastard
And crush **** with the hashish
Bandana head dome wrapped
Caddy trucks with the
Grills and the chrome snaps
I'm on point like Al Sharpton
Come peep the M U marksman
The S Class is shittin on
Your weak Datsun
Graffiti written on
The Bible my life is wicked
I see dead corpses
And Rolls Royces
Put your heart on your lap
Listen you hear voices
My whole persona is the
Drama and to smoke skama
I can lift it up Willy
What in front of your slut
Money bustin out my pocket
Your bank is stopped
Yo Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back drink creezy
Be easy but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin the shows with thugged eezy
Yo Be easy
Keep the club off the heezy
Straight thugs in the back drink creezy
Be easy but we still smoke treezy
See us rippin the shows with thugged eezy
Be easy Be easy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy
Keep the heezy