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For The Love Of This Lyrics - Ghetto Supastar - Pras

(Pras) 

Uh, yeah 

Yo, yo, yo it's so amazin how I be blazin 

from the four seasons to you at the days in 

Where you lay at on the cages? 

I comin with a cannon, two guns blazin, purple hazin 

My shine can be appraised, my tongue radiate 

orchard violent rays, why you stower in the off broke and paid 

Singin your heart out, oh happy days, I'm movin on up 

Damn, I wish I had it made, ran on your parade 

make you exchange at the word trade 

Dig son, your whole couldn't add up to my half 

I'll count your funds yeah, like third grade math 

Blast to your path every mornin I break flags 

Dirty cash always find a way to get stash 

From Italy to the deepest alley 

up to the highest mountains of the Himalayas 

I put that on a stack of bibles so I stack a prayers 

Yo democrat block, must get shot 

Believe me not go ask Pac Prodock 

Scream on the crew when you don't know how 

Shiver liner got, rhymes in every single cloud, cause what 

(Chorus: Pras) 

For the love of this, I give my life a diss 

And for the love of this, I send my last wish 

For the sake of hip-hop, will you never stop? 

You see I will do anything but I won't do that 

(Sniff Coke) won't do that (slang dope) can't do that 

(Get out the car) shouldn't do that (take off your rope) why do that? 

(Feel the gun smoke bloaw!) 

Do you hear me baby 

(Pras) 

Yo, I got no life to spare, no time to bear 

No TL care, I'm single like a stair 

I can feel it in the air comin everywhere 

Twenty years from now, I'm gonna be a billionaire 

Red for the on the island M-I sicky underwear 

Leavin all the BS elsewhere, I swear 

Black you out make you see the boat like Noah 

There's nothin here for y'all, glasses like Coca-Cola 

Mix-a-Mack make em see there's not enough buildings 

Not ever since when I drop by these flash un a peepin 

No reef thugin more caffeine than tryin 

Spread the love yeah to all my beloved 

High speed chasin, low pro pursue 

 

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Black shoes important, soldiers come Bay Root 

So look to my troops and the stolen Coupes 

Here's the gun don't talk about it, just get up and shoot (stop it) 

Hold up son, let me set up the pace 

I'm that cattle in the race on the Human Race 

Don't call me Human, call me Lou-man 

Like par, move your record company under? You-Hah? 

Family business FR to snitches 

I'm down with M.O.B. yeah Money over Bitches 

(Chorus: Pras) 

For the love of this, I give my life a diss 

And for the love of this, I send my last wish 

For the sake of hip-hop, will you never stop? 

You see I will do anything but I won't do that 

(Pras) 

For the love of this I'll paint myself green 

Within myself in the Corrine, Pras Most Wanted 

Last seen with Sister Morphine 

Scuba Diving with the Navy Seals in the Yellow Submarine 

Headed for, the Philippines, microphone fiend with are regain green 

It burns when I eat tangerine, wash it down with a cup of Gasoline 

Burn into flames, like your actress said Ilene 

Supreme Dream Team, musical machine, money makin machine 

Walk through the Desert butt-naked with a inch of canteen 

Slappin it, rapper'll be like nah mean? 

Got nothin but a piggy in a tree, to what I shoot and some washed out jeans 

Headin for the stars word, word to God 

Watchin every move placin all my cards 

The game'll soon come like the aliens 

Everybody runnin, sayin that's the one 

(Chorus: Pras) 

For the love of this, I give my life a diss 

And for the love of this, I send my last wish 

For the sake of hip-hop, will you never stop? 

You see I will do anything but I won't do that 

(I sell Crack) won't do that (peel on your back) can't do that 

(Here comes the Gat) shouldn't do that (if you wanna lay flat) why do that? 

(Pras) 

Yo, come on, do you hear me baby (hear me baby) 

Uh, uh, uh, Navy Seals y'all, Refugee Camp what, what 

You better stop it, punk, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it HA! 

98-99, yeah, yeah, (*Dirty said several times*) Cash haha 

 

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