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4 My Niggaz Lyrics - Singles - Lil' Cease

What you sayin'? 

Roca Fella 

(Uh huh) 

General 

(Uh huh) 

B.I.G. 

(Right on) 

QB 

(That show nuff right on) 

Fuck niggas wanna do man 

(Nothing) 

 

See Cease a Leo 

(Huh) 

I'm for the kids 

(Right) 

Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers y'know 

It's how we do it 

(Yeah) 

Feel me baby? 

 

Yo yo 

Stay away from 38 tech nines and shotty 

I wanna move swift, but don't blow like John Gotty 

I'm something to watch, like the paparazzi 

Hard to copy, shock waves can't stop me 

Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me 

It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight 

Just might be, politely, leave your man to ache 

The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe 

 

I take it all, still be the last to escape 

Kick It like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips 

Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code 

Watch the stroll, little Ace 

A soldier that was born to roll 

I love God and you know I got soul 

To sell around the globe and more bank than tower 

Dime just rewind, it was hard to find her 

Found out my niggas got right behind her 

 

Y'all niggas got dick bricks, scared to grab the fifth 

But I done did that, recognize the clique 

Back round six-four times, fellas and shit 

Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit 

'Til I said to myself, "My life is betta than this" 

I wanna party, live it up, pop Don and Cris 

In a lake with a waterproof on my wrist 

Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix 

 

We rhyme to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live 

Run up in your crisp, tie up your wife and kids 

Send my man out, G, pissed off a ten-year bid 

We live this real street life 

And that's word to B.I.G. 

(Uh) 

 

I'm the type to analyze ya 

(What) 

Move swift like Kaiser 

(Uh) 

My appearance surprise ya 

(Yeah) 

About 5'4", my .45 is live 

(Uh, uh) 

Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size 

(Uh, yo) 

 

I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

For my niggaz, Brooklyn 

 

Yo, yo, yo, yo 

This my war I ride for lick one in the sky for 

Get back everything that my nigga die for 

Since his death, many steps and many left 

Niggas owe money, yo, niggas can't pay a penny less 

Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers know 

BK style, my niggas Love the Dough 

About six hard years, eleven months ago 

We was all puffin' 'dro, nowhere to go 

 

Now I get dough, get low, let a slug blow 

Cops say "Got evidence?" Let the dog go 

Here's the answer, you fucking with Leo Ganza 

Nigga's coke so raw, you gone need a sampler 

Niggas better be as wise as me or die like me 

Or go see the board then and frown like me 

Got niggas takin' pictures throwin' pies on me 

Motherfuckers' all eyez on me 

 

Whatever happened to Brook-lawn? 

Better yet, Crook-lawn? 

Niggas even look wrong, niggas get hooked on 

Picture me making a shook song 

No, I know the wars we took on 

Niggas better get gone 

 

Yeah, flow sicker on every record 

Watch Sean, glock nine, nigga, heavy necklace 

Watch mine, about to make niggas very jealous 

Ice in every letter, untouchable, can't fuck with duke 

Thug spit, arms shake, who I'm gone play 

With the CEO of the Coke on Broadway, huh? 

Never heard so many choices from one man 

I make bitches, fuck it, I make the gun jam 

 

Flows like sniffin' a hundred grams o' 

Cocaine raw, rip your whole brain off, uh 

Make it real easy to lift your chain off 

BK style, see Jay how 

(What) 

(Uh) 

We don't play fair, we play foul 

Go head, stand there, we spray crowds 

Live from the 7-1-8 

If there ever was one great 

I'm him, nigga, times three 

 

I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

For my niggaz, Brooklyn 

 

I'ma do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Do I do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Watch me do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

For my niggaz, do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Uh, do my thang, I'ma do my thang 

Do I do my thang 

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