Holdin Ya Down... Prodigy&Brickz dis one for US real niggas
September 24 2007 at 2:23 PM No score for this post
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Dez just aint lyrics; what i say, i live it,
Rest of comp. is forgotten, So we must be remembered
Jordan, Wilt, and Magic of dis Freesyle shit,
Gotta get it, and have it cause we bout what we spit,
we all young PRODIGY's, wit da game on our backs
Been through da BRICKZ, And we all spit FACTS
Murder text after text, Tell us who NEXT,
Better come wit ya best, or end up like da rest,
We got dis on lock, or is dat what its seemin
BELIEVE IT,sick; we all spit belimmic;
No factors scare us, we in a lyrical recliner
yall just 2 pussy like a pair of vagina
flow concrete cause,we be so street,
sunday thru saturday, yall just weak(week)
we gone be on da board, so yall is invited
but we gone keep spittin til we get laringitus
Confess, we da best, yall should know dat now,
a lil sumtin 4 my real niggas, Im Holdin ya down.
FACTS: TRUE, REAL, HONESTLY!!!
WHAT UP BRICKZ
WHAT UP PRODIGY...
WE ON TOP OF DIS SHIT!!!
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Dodging stores that don’t have bargain galore wanna
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September 25 2007, 8:50 PM
Dodging stores that don’t have bargain galore wanna
Be flashing ice but the asking price is really gonna
Be smashing my nice pay check let me holler ill
“this is the dollar dollar bill yall” like a Wu-Tang thrill
Cash rules everthing even my verry bling became a stick up kid
Sniffing a sick corrupt lid of dope, now look what I done did
Gun slid into my holster closer to my heart so full of vigor
When I pull the trigger
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