Текст (слова) песни: Amil - 4 Da Fam

Featuring beanie sigel, jay-z & memphis bleek

[memphis bleek]

Yeah yeah (uh uh)

Memph man, my nigga tah phife

This ones for the family (whats up? )

Understand me, yeah (uh-huh)

We gonna do it right

For all these bitch ass niggas talkin gangsta (r-o-c)

We dem killas, real, and in studio

Check it out, yo

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

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

My four blow fo show, fo doe, for only

Its money, drugs and hot slugs

You know bleek squeeze hammers til they nail me

Fuck wha niggas tell me

Street scholar, keep firin is wha they tell me

Drug chemist, thug nigga be named memphis

Straight from da borough of dem b.k. niggas

Where we rob for the fun of it, hustle for the drug of it

Rap money in rubba-bands, just for the love of it

Straight from my ghetto, we listen to heavy metal like

Desert eagles, street sweepers, loud metal

Its hit an run now, motherfuck anyone of you

We dem niggas be in ya crib just like fruniture

Pop up wit the gun in ya

Release one for zero-zero m (yeah)

Bleek-r-o-c (yeah yeah) dot com (yeah)

[beanie sigel]

This philly cat back at it

Still throwin crack at it

Still fuckin wit them crack-atics

Still bustem wit them black matics

Its aint the bucks, its the rush

You tryin to get my ass at it

They say I think ass backwards

Fuck how I act, as long as I stack, its all math-matics

Our tracks nice, hug the block ta tract dice

Late night, club night, mac attract dikes

I pull up, cadillac truck nice

Two guns, you know mac pack gat twice

Gets that crack back wit that ice

No joke wit the coke, I wips that right

No doubt, never droubt, gets that price (uh)

It gets that nice, when you live that live

Papi knows yours name and you ditched that wife nigga

Its gets stacked green nigga, it gets stacked chain nigga (uh uh)

[amil]

I get forty gs a feature now

Hold franklins like a aretha now

In the sl two seater now

And Im in nuthin but diamonds

Im the illest female that you heard thus far

Five-five with the thirty-four b-cup bra

I dont fuck wit dem cats who aint up to par

I get niggas for cash, clothes, jeweleries, plus cars (uh)

Im talkin rent money (uh), Im talkin bank money (uh)

Im talkin martha keats step of wit the rent money

Movin on up, two in the sauna

Still ride through the block, pull up on the corna, plus

Give me an inch so I can take a mile

I bring life like a new born naked child

Bitches tryin ta come up, gotta wait a while (uh-huh)

As of now, amil-lion (yeah) just played ya style

(you dealin wit), nigga

[jay-z]

The, the roc, the the, the roc

(let me talk to yall niggas real quick)

The, the roc, uh uh, the roc

Yo, yall niggas truly aint ready for this "dynasty" thing

Yall thinkin "blake carrington", Im thinkin more like "ming"

I got four nephews, and they all right in

They all young and wild, plus they all like things

And Im havin a child, which is more frighting

But chall about to witness is big business kid

Big bosses, cocky, and big benzsesses

Come through flossinem shiny rims it is

An office dont pop up in their sentences

I think you understand what type of event this is

I dont think you know I focus young memphis is

Or I see was so real, when you add on amil

This is much more than rap, its black ontraponors

Clothing, movie, and films, we come to conquer it all

Roc-a-wear, eighty mill like, eighteen months

You could bullshit wit rap if you want, muthafuckers

When its all said and done, we gon see whats what

Holla at hov, Ill be in the cut (what, huh)

The, the roc, the the, the roc

The, the roc, the uh, the roc (you rollin wit)

The roc, dynasty niggas (whoop)

Uh-huh, getcha mind right, cmon

Roc-a-fella records, 2000 nigga

Getcha mind right, holla

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» Amil - No 1 Can Compare
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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: 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 Текст (слова) песни: Amil - 4 Da Fam Featuring beanie sigel, jay-z & memphis bleek [memphis bleek] Yeah yeah (uh uh) Memph man, my nigga tah phife This ones for the family (whats up? ) Understand me, yeah (uh-huh) We gonna do it right For all these bitch ass niggas talkin gangsta (r-o-c) We dem killas, real, and in studio Check it out, yo Aiyo, this time its for my family, we ride or die Its in the blood til the death, now aim for the sky My four blow fo show, fo doe, for only Its money, drugs and hot slugs You know bleek squeeze hammers til they nail me Fuck wha niggas tell me Street scholar, keep firin is wha they tell me Drug chemist, thug nigga be named memphis Straight from da borough of dem b.k. niggas Where we rob for the fun of it, hustle for the drug of it Rap money in rubba-bands, just for the love of it Straight from my ghetto, we listen to heavy metal like Desert eagles, street sweepers, loud metal Its hit an run now, motherfuck anyone of you We dem niggas be in ya crib just like fruniture Pop up wit the gun in ya Release one for zero-zero m (yeah) Bleek-r-o-c (yeah yeah) dot com (yeah) [beanie sigel] This philly cat back at it Still throwin crack at it Still fuckin wit them crack-atics Still bustem wit them black matics Its aint the bucks, its the rush You tryin to get my ass at it They say I think ass backwards Fuck how I act, as long as I stack, its all math-matics Our tracks nice, hug the block ta tract dice Late night, club night, mac attract dikes I pull up, cadillac truck nice Two guns, you know mac pack gat twice Gets that crack back wit that ice No joke wit the coke, I wips that right No doubt, never droubt, gets that price (uh) It gets that nice, when you live that live Papi knows yours name and you ditched that wife nigga Its gets stacked green nigga, it gets stacked chain nigga (uh uh) [amil] I get forty gs a feature now Hold franklins like a aretha now In the sl two seater now And Im in nuthin but diamonds Im the illest female that you heard thus far Five-five with the thirty-four b-cup bra I dont fuck wit dem cats who aint up to par I get niggas for cash, clothes, jeweleries, plus cars (uh) Im talkin rent money (uh), Im talkin bank money (uh) Im talkin martha keats step of wit the rent money Movin on up, two in the sauna Still ride through the block, pull up on the corna, plus Give me an inch so I can take a mile I bring life like a new born naked child Bitches tryin ta come up, gotta wait a while (uh-huh) As of now, amil-lion (yeah) just played ya style (you dealin wit), nigga [jay-z] The, the roc, the the, the roc (let me talk to yall niggas real quick) The, the roc, uh uh, the roc Yo, yall niggas truly aint ready for this "dynasty" thing Yall thinkin "blake carrington", Im thinkin more like "ming" I got four nephews, and they all right in They all young and wild, plus they all like things And Im havin a child, which is more frighting But chall about to witness is big business kid Big bosses, cocky, and big benzsesses Come through flossinem shiny rims it is An office dont pop up in their sentences I think you understand what type of event this is I dont think you know I focus young memphis is Or I see was so real, when you add on amil This is much more than rap, its black ontraponors Clothing, movie, and films, we come to conquer it all Roc-a-wear, eighty mill like, eighteen months You could bullshit wit rap if you want, muthafuckers When its all said and done, we gon see whats what Holla at hov, Ill be in the cut (what, huh) The, the roc, the the, the roc The, the roc, the uh, the roc (you rollin wit) The roc, dynasty niggas (whoop) Uh-huh, getcha mind right, cmon Roc-a-fella records, 2000 nigga Getcha mind right, holla Нравится песня? 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