DJ Clue ft Nature Cam'ron LOX Fabolous -- Fantastic Four pt2

    1. DJ Clue ft Nature Cam'ron LOX Fabolous -- Fantastic Four pt2   Time 2008-05-29 18:42
  • FILTHY!I posted this cause I saw part 1 was up. This is Part 2 off the Professional 2. If you haven't heard part 1 though, check it out it has Cam, Big Pun, Canibus and Nore[Nature]Peronas the crib sicker than Madonna'sgettin more press then Elien GonzalezSome niggas tell me I'm the hottestI never cool offCriticize the shit I write but it's never too softSnatch channels like I'm Disneyhalf grizzlie unexplainwhen niggas see me they duckhopin i pass quickleySomeone to laugh wit me get acquaintedthey know exactly when a niggas famousor livin dangerousThe kid got a glow like i just came hometry to dull meniggas that owe be hiding from meChangin their namesscreenin their callsthe dreamcast in the cribnever leavin at allPlayin NBA 2K for two days straightfifty dollas a gamelet me polish my gainWithdrawin at the banknever deposit a thingyo I gotta make a dolla wit slang[Cam'ron]Back in the day we was slaveswhips and chainsits traditionall i got whips and chainsAll i didflip some canenow a nigga sick of the rangeonly a new six could fix the painLook at all these goose bumps round my wrist and veinsMilton Bradley wanna get my game5-0 wanna frisk my frameI dont deal wit cheap blowwhen i shoot no blocksort of like a free throwCant missand one of you bitches burn me and i cant pissgot me itchin like its dandruffyou gone see the back of cam hand quick you damn bitchim a stomp you stab youlook at you you damn bitchYa love I would dumb back outeverybody like "killa when u come back out!"ListenI like raproutine had to stopmet a new connect got it 18 a whopCops on payroll every block got blowwe fight every nightreunite then pop moThats how it is when you deal wit meand I dont feel tvonly real tvReal money real gats real cats real girlsMTV I'll show you the real worldCats run up on yousplatter your white eyesthats only to make saturday night liveLookin for a casket got the right sizewanna bake a cake i got the right piesCrashed up the fourbut now the right fivelookin for beef? you found the right guyOld folk say "cam stop ur routewhy you gotta get the guns,just box it out"Listen that there is trifeonly fightin is the doctorand thats for your lifeAs for your wifetook her out just to tour townbench press for whatI lift four poundsTear up your carall four doors downcats wanna boxwell heres four more rounds[Styles]Yo,Keep talkin bout convertibles and your iceI'ma smack you yap you and murder youKeep talkin bout your dawgs is thisand you leavin out the part that your dawgs is bitchLets get straight to the pointaint a nigga better than meim aggravated and im fed to the TIf I gotta do jointsand im sittin for fivewhen you reminisce about mesay the nigga was liveI got twelve arm robberies pendinga dope charge, a gun chargehard to see holiday bendinWit a brand new casetwenty niggas, the ridea spot OTand some brand new baseWhy say namesyou could get who ever you knowI got the gun cockedready to blowDont compare his rhymes to minesmines is realand his is just words and lines[Sheek]Now I'ma give it to you straight cause I don't cop no pleasSheek Lush, a nigga who got lots of cheeseWit enough coke to stand on and slide like ski'sand you could see your whole body on my H-R vreetheHow you wanna do this shitlike the quick and the deadso i could cock backempty out the back of your headDo a drive-by go headIm quick wit the heaterI shoot threw youyour carand threw the parkin meter[Jadakiss]Look it ain't much to talk about;Fuck youFuck where you from, you better wear your gunWon't shoot nothin, but you will appear in courtI put your brains everywhere so you could share your thoughtsFew hot shells outta the chrome will leave you therewit a funny smell like gun powder colonListen everythings about the kissthe new dope outsky blue CL 6wit the new poke outsTired of the speculation fagoteverything is real hereya aint gonna get wreck on jasonHold down the fortcould never be boughtso I dont flip when the crackers wave checks in my facinRather start gunnincause soon as you start chasin the moneythats when the money start runninI drive by in a car servicehope out wit mad niggapull my phone outlike ya nervous[Fabolous]Like ya dont know the kid stay hittin bencheswit K's of the caneleave strays sittin inchesaway from your brainIn them grey kitted benzesI sway threw the lanesnow the nay's just sit and flincheswhen they see the chainYa might not never come outmy verses get heardI'm a hustlerI dont sleep from the first to the thirdTake the ???? to Calibut the shots go quicklyput red spots on your neckand they not no hickeysThe truck still got those micky'sand dont even pass it my wayif its not no sticky (word)No matter where Im atI pop regardlesscause I get knocked I cut a checkya gone drop the chargesPut three holes in headmake em look like bowlin ballsCome threw in springwit nikes that dont get sold till fallSo I could hardly carecause the only way I see time behind barsif its a Cartier
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