It's mine, it's all mine you understand?. At least me and my peoples, can you dig that?. 21st century thought I'd never see it. Right around the corner, baby ours for the taking.
Chorus:. Know I'm candy red, I'm on the scene. Know I'm sippin codeine (codeine). . (Lil Keke). Apple red, brand new grind California Dream Boat. It's super nice, I sprayed it twice, I swear I got a mean coat.
She held lightening in her hand. It's been cornered by the man. I pretend no answering riot. As we hid it on the hill we ran. Fuel the mission. With our passion.
I've seen it all and I said. She's calling out to us all. And I ache. She did not know it belonged to me. And we could fall into each others arms and severed clean.
I'm still a playa, a confidential playa. I'm just tryin' to do somethin' right, so let me live my life. Even though I'm still hustlin', I know you want to see me strugglin'.
Well, it ain't no plex with the East and the West. With plenty drink for your kids and plenty of weed for your chest. So leave your pistol at home 'cause we ain't trying to go to war.
(D-Gotti talking). We Po'ed up, we showed up. and we still rolling on choppas. it ain't stoping know what im talking about. it's D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave.
(D-Gotti talking). We Po'ed up, we showed up. and we still rolling on choppas. it ain't stoping know what im talking about. it's D-goti, wreckshop to tha grave.
I'm talking cash, nigga. Gripping grain, swaging lanes. We talking cash, nigga. Candy paint on all them Range. . We talking cash, nigga. Don't try to stop my shine.
[verse 1]. Stretch your arms - We're in my Ferrari. Now that move - I'm sorry! (hoO). We're near the garage, now, let's at Le Blanc. What do you want? We're Sparta smokin' a blunt.
[* lullaby in the background *]. [Biggie talkin']. Yo niggas! Ready to hell?. You'll be in danger!. C'mon!. . [verse 1: The Biggie Sound]. In Colombia I show my power.
[Biggie Sound]. I'll try a little rhyme!. Who was better?. "Don't touch that lever". My style will live forever. U get over me? Never!. "Boy, you're hotter! That's the fever!" (oh yea!).
They picked me up, put me in the county jail. They picked me up, put me in the county jail. They wouldn't let my woman come and post my bail. . Now I'm in prison, I've almost done my time.
Way back tale. In nineteen hundred and ten. The monkey and the baboon. They came walkin' in. . The monkey told the baboon. Let's shoot a game of pool.
It's Flamboyant y'all. Yeah, yeah yeah, Corleone y'all. . Me and my man was cruisin' through the streets. And everything was flowin' nice the corner's crowded.
Oh my. Opened up a can of lies. Told a tiny tale and now it's. Bye-bye. See the storyteller cry. Bluer than a blue moon sky. . Thought he could deceive her.
I'm looking at the world through these. Candy colored glasses that I'm wearing. Staring, noticing that everything is. Just the way I'd like for it to be.
Its painful to realize, Ive been on the back. Ive been hypnotized a while. Troubled by the stack of untraveled miles. I found out too little, I found out too late.
Baby's gonna change her life. She's made up her mind. She leaving her girls behind. And her lovers unkind. . Crazy Mary, look back and you're done. Just hold on and run.
Shakin 'em down and drunk on a holiday. Dishin' them 'lectric blues in an old school way. Lucy and Glenda Jones in an Old beef bone. Drinkin' that whiskey juice till they're all alone.