歌曲 | Beefin' for Rap |
歌手 | Group Home |
专辑 | A Tear for the Ghetto |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Aguilar, Heath, Saunders | |
{Melachi The | |
Nutcracker} | |
Yo my rhymes are deep, when | |
I walk thru the streets | |
If you wanna eat, you gotta work for this meat | |
The stress is building, people are losing their children | |
I can feel the pain, just from the blood spilling | |
I ain't sittin around chillin waitin for that | |
I'd rather make moves with my man | |
Lil Dap Too many people killin made me lose my mind | |
Crime don't pay, it's just a waste of time | |
You should shine like a sun, or the | |
Holy One Blessed with a gift to get the job done | |
Nutcracker's the one, and | |
New York is where | |
I'm from Group | |
Home for the year 2 g, let's get it on son | |
Chorus: Lil | |
Dap (repeat 3X) | |
Straight like that, why these niggas beefin for rap | |
Matter of fact, puttin | |
Brooklyn down on the map | |
No turnin back, rollin with my | |
A-Mob cats { | |
Steph Lova} | |
Yo, this is for my dogs, can't forget my divas | |
Nonbelievers, under achievers, pockets stuffed like pitas | |
Cuz the Love is off the meter, on any givin | |
Weep the compition shiftin cliffin like what!?! | |
Spittin up blood from the slugs caught in the club | |
Just because the fucker been thought and ducked | |
What you get for thinkin, have all you cats rinkin | |
The crew that have sink and shot the engine out your | |
Lincoln Just for livin, you know | |
I talk alot of shit, but that's a given | |
Gats stay hidden, cause all this is forbidden | |
From my side of the chalk, you sell crack till your rap shit kick off | |
Or a beef kick off, heard 3 shots lick off | |
Spark the riot up north | |
Chorus 2X | |
Yo straight like that, yo straight like that { | |
Lil Dap} Yo my little nigga is my nigga till the day that we die | |
Clean out my inside before | |
I rest my eyes | |
This is for my niggas livin out there in the streets | |
Searching for peeps, hopin someone hears us upstairs | |
Blockin out my fears, time to get fame this year | |
So what's your hobby son? | |
Comin from | |
Brooklyn, | |
New York Like 10 years in the game, with the | |
Group Home name | |
When cats were scared, to step or even walk in the train | |
Chorus 3X |
zuo qu : Aguilar, Heath, Saunders | |
Melachi The | |
Nutcracker | |
Yo my rhymes are deep, when | |
I walk thru the streets | |
If you wanna eat, you gotta work for this meat | |
The stress is building, people are losing their children | |
I can feel the pain, just from the blood spilling | |
I ain' t sittin around chillin waitin for that | |
I' d rather make moves with my man | |
Lil Dap Too many people killin made me lose my mind | |
Crime don' t pay, it' s just a waste of time | |
You should shine like a sun, or the | |
Holy One Blessed with a gift to get the job done | |
Nutcracker' s the one, and | |
New York is where | |
I' m from Group | |
Home for the year 2 g, let' s get it on son | |
Chorus: Lil | |
Dap repeat 3X | |
Straight like that, why these niggas beefin for rap | |
Matter of fact, puttin | |
Brooklyn down on the map | |
No turnin back, rollin with my | |
AMob cats | |
Steph Lova | |
Yo, this is for my dogs, can' t forget my divas | |
Nonbelievers, under achievers, pockets stuffed like pitas | |
Cuz the Love is off the meter, on any givin | |
Weep the compition shiftin cliffin like what!?! | |
Spittin up blood from the slugs caught in the club | |
Just because the fucker been thought and ducked | |
What you get for thinkin, have all you cats rinkin | |
The crew that have sink and shot the engine out your | |
Lincoln Just for livin, you know | |
I talk alot of shit, but that' s a given | |
Gats stay hidden, cause all this is forbidden | |
From my side of the chalk, you sell crack till your rap shit kick off | |
Or a beef kick off, heard 3 shots lick off | |
Spark the riot up north | |
Chorus 2X | |
Yo straight like that, yo straight like that | |
Lil Dap Yo my little nigga is my nigga till the day that we die | |
Clean out my inside before | |
I rest my eyes | |
This is for my niggas livin out there in the streets | |
Searching for peeps, hopin someone hears us upstairs | |
Blockin out my fears, time to get fame this year | |
So what' s your hobby son? | |
Comin from | |
Brooklyn, | |
New York Like 10 years in the game, with the | |
Group Home name | |
When cats were scared, to step or even walk in the train | |
Chorus 3X |
zuò qǔ : Aguilar, Heath, Saunders | |
Melachi The | |
Nutcracker | |
Yo my rhymes are deep, when | |
I walk thru the streets | |
If you wanna eat, you gotta work for this meat | |
The stress is building, people are losing their children | |
I can feel the pain, just from the blood spilling | |
I ain' t sittin around chillin waitin for that | |
I' d rather make moves with my man | |
Lil Dap Too many people killin made me lose my mind | |
Crime don' t pay, it' s just a waste of time | |
You should shine like a sun, or the | |
Holy One Blessed with a gift to get the job done | |
Nutcracker' s the one, and | |
New York is where | |
I' m from Group | |
Home for the year 2 g, let' s get it on son | |
Chorus: Lil | |
Dap repeat 3X | |
Straight like that, why these niggas beefin for rap | |
Matter of fact, puttin | |
Brooklyn down on the map | |
No turnin back, rollin with my | |
AMob cats | |
Steph Lova | |
Yo, this is for my dogs, can' t forget my divas | |
Nonbelievers, under achievers, pockets stuffed like pitas | |
Cuz the Love is off the meter, on any givin | |
Weep the compition shiftin cliffin like what!?! | |
Spittin up blood from the slugs caught in the club | |
Just because the fucker been thought and ducked | |
What you get for thinkin, have all you cats rinkin | |
The crew that have sink and shot the engine out your | |
Lincoln Just for livin, you know | |
I talk alot of shit, but that' s a given | |
Gats stay hidden, cause all this is forbidden | |
From my side of the chalk, you sell crack till your rap shit kick off | |
Or a beef kick off, heard 3 shots lick off | |
Spark the riot up north | |
Chorus 2X | |
Yo straight like that, yo straight like that | |
Lil Dap Yo my little nigga is my nigga till the day that we die | |
Clean out my inside before | |
I rest my eyes | |
This is for my niggas livin out there in the streets | |
Searching for peeps, hopin someone hears us upstairs | |
Blockin out my fears, time to get fame this year | |
So what' s your hobby son? | |
Comin from | |
Brooklyn, | |
New York Like 10 years in the game, with the | |
Group Home name | |
When cats were scared, to step or even walk in the train | |
Chorus 3X |