Devil In A Blue Dress

Intro: <br><br>Word up!<br>yeah! La The Darkman youknowhatI`msayin`<br>word up! takin` you on this expedition, tropicanty<br>word up! the underworld mission<br>youknowhatI`msayin`<br>revolution, yo<br>check it out, yo<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>The La`s invincible<br>you thug cats i`ma stab on pricipal<br>better off dead workin` with a glass, go ahead<br>you got star dream on a corner drinkin` gasoline<br>my man threw you up in a fiend no contest<br>Dunn i`m bless and knew a devil in a blue dress<br>Dunn i`m bless and you a devil in a blue dress<br><br>Verse One:<br><br>YouknowhatI`msayin`, word up! La the Dark...<br>yo, this brilliant companion peace to the original<br>approach my slang and end up in critical condition<br>when I let my shell I ain`t missin`<br>technician, you get stabbed back in position<br>I know that money bring bitches and bitches on to be trusted<br>some rappers sniff coke and others be gettin` dusted<br>city lights, a minute with new books to read<br>I feed my man lock down, my physicals and my seeds<br>I ain`t got shit, while you rap niggas be playin` wigs<br>and you the Vegas in the ditch, makin` life cold switch<br>I`m invincible, you get dead before you start<br>my night for sharp, push raps spikes to your art<br>La fight dirty, I strike first I snatch it a purse<br>inside my verse, takin` to the edge of the earth<br>and throw you over, son you drunk I smack you sober<br>assassin, blastin` enough your range rover<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Two:<br><br>triple darkness, yo, expedition<br>yo, i`m from a long weeded stick up<br>kids, coke and hustlers<br>gars for cars, strong arms, Tech dusters<br>the streets got me in a ocean deep<br>Khuan i`m leap, a bum told me life is cheap<br>my lyric`s dancin`, lamp and eatin` fish in a Wu mansion<br>apart place i`ma dance and only my wiz i`m romancin`<br>hostted all you chicken niggas get rosted<br>I read manuscrip in 97 whips hells is tosted<br>I say some my minute your Benz and get benit<br>my guns get more open than a enveloppe with money in it<br>where I live it`s only crack, fiends and dirty jeans<br>shorties on the block with the platinum drug dream<br>everything in our seems I got bagged at 14<br>on a highway runin` guns outta New Orleans<br>it`s La, what you think them niggas trimbellin` pink<br>stumblelin` you a cat to turn tough on a drink<br>keepin` you lifted remenisce on what Chris did<br>pull out the mac and shop for a cat in a scebelian<br>right in front of the buildin` with kids playin`, Shelly`s playin`<br>on the second floor Shelly mom`s prayin`<br>got cough by a stray in a window in broad day<br>and she die, fucked up and had to be that way<br>it was a drunk nigga who done it<br>word up! youknowhatI`msayin`, yo<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Outro:<br><br>Word up!<br>La Trapicanty, youknowhatI`msayin`<br>you kids better walk straight and masked that you high<br>youknowhatI`msayin` or you be the next to die<br>word up! sendin` hands to our live<br>YouknowhatI`msayin` word up!<br>triple darkness<br>supreme, word up!<br>power for my whole unit