Текст (слова) песни: Funkmaster Flex - FreestyleCormega
Intro: Yeah you kow what time it is
A-yo Mega Montana drama is my cod of honor Fuck a vest I wear my coat of armor I`m a ghetto soldier throwin` hollows In God we trust through the knowledge as follows My Firm multiple dollars I know you wish I was still in prision feeling sorrow Plans for tomorrow expand convict in a condo Ninja black Lexus yo check this I`m from the Bridge son I rep it And shine like my gold necklas in a reflection of a sinner perfected And manifested in the essence Who ever test this either hard to kill or live a death wish I bless this shit nigga you hand to hand I`m plannin` my next flick Of Firm volume number on Flex shit Yeah nigga be runnin` up the spot with mad shit get knocked Go to court for razorblade in they asses son I live the life of trifeness Ghetto nights and razorblades slicing the wife`s shit Metal type hood fellow for life takin` mines like Tyson My work fare with death and inditment old timers are lightin` I started writtin` and become the trifest Nigga in Queensbridge ended up on Rikors Seems shit was real as steel guage My enemies think individuals a cat witht an ill fate
Yeah son you know how we do. My man Funkmaster Flex yo volume 2. It`s real like that y`all.
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