Ногатинский затон, братеево, ЮВАО! Мир всем нашим! Мы невиновные, но все равно будем закованы, Мы не знакомы с теми, кто чтит законы Кому балахоны, кому
Россия мама, люблю тебя Москва столица, Моё демо, Жиган, Братеево, Rap Rpo Нагадинский затоп Rap Pro. Куплет 1: Моё демо, слышали в подьездах стены,
well it's tha C.I. double N., A. M.O.N., hey. ya see they be hatin on Kandi and Cinnamon got somethin to say. A.T.L. meets Duval and we don't play.
I was walking alone It's the strangest of days The sun in my face, life Oh, I was tired of the run And when my time comes Still I wanna feel the sun,
[VERSE 1] I knew a youngster, met him at 14, a very short scene Fiendin to make his dreams come true, but see, money was caught mean Started runnin wild
sittin on pyramids, flossin I don't really gotta talk son I can get lost and sit back livin off endorsements I'm a pro, kid Why you actin like you don
pimpin', on B L A D's We doin'. big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B U N B Nigga it's the big Southern rap impresario Comin'
it for the troops It's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute Yeah, uh, so sick wit' the flow Yeah, ya cowboys know that Lil' Twist Been a pro way
streets I left my cut, in fear of a prison term They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that I refuse to be
they paid me The PJ's get shot up they blame me Ya bitch wanna real nigga, she gon' page me I'm the voice of Brooklyn, nigga you crazy Questions need to be answered Sexy rap
, we'll find another way to play So don't mistake me for no rap artist Missin' old dude is from the old school He abide by the old rules And our Pro-
on, back to carryin' them thangs Summer's ova nigga (Oh Summer's ova) I clap my shit Just copped a GT, album bout to drop I'm bout to rap my shit They
, stoppin the violence About my people she was teachin me By not preachin to me but speakin to me in a method that was leisurely, so easily I approached She dug my rap
"Gimme a pound thank you man" Tim Dog (repeat 2X then 4X faster) I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun If you
salute It's Young Money salute [Verse 1 - Lil Twist] Yeah, uh So sick with the flow Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist Been a pro way before Romo
was on that tip about stopping the violence About my people, she was teaching me By not preaching to me but speaking to me In a method that was leisurely, so easily I approached She dug my rap
stay hungry, I ain't worked for days That's why you see the pump when the curtains raise Blast, don't panic Do I gotta explain how I tame and lock The rap
sick-wid-it It just happened on a song, I feel it in my eyes My urrs and in my nose, my fingers and my toes Translated into flows, man rap gon' need a
