It Was Written
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"Phone Tap FtDreNatureAz Lyrics"
Alkohol Lyrics
We're gonna die when the sun comes up We'll drink until we drop My blood is 100 proof We're gonna stumble, twist and crawl 99 bottles of beer on the world I'd rather drink than fuck No doubt about it - I can't live without it Alcohol, Alcohol It is my destiny You got the beer We've got the time You got the coke - gimme a line No doubt about it - I can't live without it Alcohol, Alcohol
We're gonna die when the sun comes up We'll drink until we drop My blood is 100 proof We're gonna stumble, twist and crawl 99 bottles of beer on the world I'd rather drink than fuck No doubt about it - I can't live without it Alcohol, Alcohol It is my destiny You got the beer We've got the time You got the coke - gimme a line No doubt about it - I can't live without it Alcohol, Alcohol
[Nas] Yo this Esco, who this?
[AZ]
What's the deally?
I just touched grounds down in Philly
Brought a pound with me, Feds floatin around silly
Tryin to find Lynn, bitch supposed to be in the Benz
Parked in row ten, her and that slow hoe Gwen
Should of known she was a bitch that we both could of boned
to post it alone, the ass had us both in the zone
But you know the rules, both been schooled by older dudes
I know the jewels
No time for them thoughts, too much to lose
Just tryin to vibe until them hoes role with the ride
Where's your joy and pride?
You know little Des got your eyes
[Nas]
In the cut, drop-Z okay, the top's up
Left the mall bought Little Amal the toy truck
Your boy's what, three years old now, correct?
He and my daughter age neck and neck, they futures set
Trees got me wet, in the background's an old cassette
Low Rider Lyrics
Lowrider" (feat. Mellow Man Ace) [Mellow Man Ace: repeat 2X] Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der.. [Intro: B-Real + (Mellow Man Ace)] Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three (low-ri-der) So pop your collar, give a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair Playa do that thang, that
Lowrider" (feat. Mellow Man Ace) [Mellow Man Ace: repeat 2X] Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der.. [Intro: B-Real + (Mellow Man Ace)] Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three (low-ri-der) So pop your collar, give a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair Playa do that thang, that
Fly Stephanie Mills shit
What's the deal with, all this shit I'm hearin up top
You got arrested, shot a fair one with a cop
That ain't ya stee', you usually low key with no t
I'm only goin off of what some weak bitch told me
[AZ]
That's some ill shit, hear that bitch go with her click
[Nas]
Yo Dunn,
I'll hit you right back cause the static is thick
[spanish speaker - words unknown]
Chorus: Dr. Dre
We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do
Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
All we need now is the right word or two
to make all it stick like glue, then you through
We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do
Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
All we need now is the right word or two
to make all it stick like glue, we got you
Invincible Lyrics
This bloody road remains a mystery This sudden darkness fills the air What are we waiting for? Won't anybody help us? What are we waiting for? We can't afford to be innocent Stand up and face the enemy It's a do or die situation We will be Invincible This shattered dream you cannot justify We're gonna scream until we're satisified What are we running for? We've got the right to b
[AZ]This bloody road remains a mystery This sudden darkness fills the air What are we waiting for? Won't anybody help us? What are we waiting for? We can't afford to be innocent Stand up and face the enemy It's a do or die situation We will be Invincible This shattered dream you cannot justify We're gonna scream until we're satisified What are we running for? We've got the right to b
We just hit the cribbo, I'm curled up on this pillow
I'm still low, hold the ill news, these niggaz killed mo'
The shit touched me, tryin to chill just lit a dutchie
from a while back - same foul cats who tried to bust me
Caught 'em sleeppin, in Spanish Harlem with some Puerto Ricans
Up in Washington Heights right off the Deacon
Feel awful speakin, for some reason, feel the phone's tapped
Alone with gats left with a vest to watch my own back
[Nas]
Keep your eyes open - stay wide, shit is mind blowin
Look for any sign showin one-time is knowin
about the dynasty, shit is not minor leauges no more
Cats bleed in this cold war
Son we took an oath, then this life took us both
We rich now, milk the whole cow, split the growth
Now I'm on the car doin, headlights on
Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone this light storm
that's formin in the sky, you comin home tomorrow?
[Nature]
Yo son some other cats tried to ruin our plans
Sendin two decoy bitches with pictures of you and your man
Askin your whereabouts - I gave 'em no leads
For all the nigga know them hoes fuck with police
[Nas]
No shit I'm clickin over, I'ma tell Sos' quick
Son - them outta state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was Nate, he hit me last night late while in my hoe's stomach
Said it's no hundred, we FBI's most wanted
So play the low, change your clothes, pack your bags
Watch what you say on this phone, get home fast
Chorus
[AZ]
Yo it's all good
I'ma hit you when I touch down tomorrow son, word
[Nas]
Stay on point - don't even use the phone
just come to my crib yo, word up
[AZ]
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