Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: AzНазвание : Mo Money, mo Murder, mo HomicideДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap new york hip hop east coast rap Видео:
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[Featuring Nas] -Your bigger than the Jews -Bigger than the Irish -You run the whole fuckin country -You can be the next John D. Rockerfeller -Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit -But the bigger we get, the more were takin from other people Nas: Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery That was lightin and rain drops I`m tied up in the basement cocaine spot, like Bangkok I`m blindfold Vietnam type mind controless torture His accent sounds like the rarest culture Askin me, my astroby stabbin me gradually Says its astrobute What`s atonic, mesonic, ironic I felt reminded of my fast life ventures And winters Blinded til the flashlight enters AZ: Yo dun, before the sun set Call connect get all the tech`s I`m vexed, this nigga love his sex He lost respect, lets off his neck My caliber Got me thinkin on a higher algebra See me I`m just as foul as ya, but you ain`t got no style in ya I`m into bigger cheddar Cheese ??? armaretta Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us Chorus: Mo money, more murder more homicide You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi You never know, it might just be your time to take that ride To them pearly white gates, watch that suicide Nas: Now government official Got you sippin on Cristal and crystal You ??? And took your clan with you i`m out to get you Guaranteed every shell will hit you Plus I`m on some shit to Layin down whomever`s with you Mafioso This New York City nineties Era Soso AZ you know my culture Now my wolves is out to ghost ya AZ: Center a rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield down What walked in a crazy paid up Sharp but straight up gators from Barbados Never seen nobody play those Laylow what they called him His head bald and Sippin cappuchino spilled to his silk suits Lap was scalding Laugh was vulgar Canvas paintings of the Iaetola And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture Tobacco pipe smoker Escobar your life is over Justify the righteous nova Bullets flew out his right shoulder Corpse leaving a foul odor The firm volume one adjourned Bring it to a closure Chorus: Nas: So now you rolling with us like codefenders No phony business Should no the difference From supreme solo its the style ancient as Moses scriptures Its latin kings, black goofies and white jesters Among us Crime invades the minds of youngsters Where its pitch black they can`t see you Godfather three falling for dead in a cathedral AZ: Now you forced to listen I got the mind of a grad from Princeton Play your position Or soon you`ll be lost and missing Its far from fiction My presence is like that of a christian With ammunition puttin states under submission Street addiction Got me tied thorough with burrows Still in the ghetto But in the cut where its mellow Incognito on the leelow Like Carlito Cause we know Niggas don`t really want us to see dough You never know it might just be your time to take your ride To them pearly white gates watch that suicide Chorus: | Похожие исполнители:
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