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Don't Forget
作詞:Teren Delvon Jones, Sam Rivers
Don't forget ya niggas, my rep gets bigger And figgers on my checks, flex, like Hercules When I flow with ease usin' lingo that'll bring mo hoes Front and center enta this blissful twist Full of fun, for my niggas here's another one
You get a hand shake and take a copy of the UNA We're doin' a service and who are they? Questions and answers and we can sure Capture the spirits in ya soul 'cause the man's pure and furious 'Cause curiosity killed the cat why fill the gat With lead and amp, amp, leave a nigga dead?
But if you was that nigga, don't sweat me 'Cause if I was that nigga I wouldn't pull the trigga Protect yourself but don't project yourself into trouble 'Cause, you'll perish, there is some things I never forget
Police sweats when we out posted like marionettes We jets, unless them hands be empty They lookin' for niggas, yeah, they not allowed to peel me
Don't forget your niggas
Don't forget ya niggas even if they low down, niggas 'Cause I sho found niggas down on they luck Here's a pound and a buck And you better not spend it on no booze
Choose what is more important, I'm a nigga who will 'ford shit Before it starts we score with heart artistic values And I'll use a portion of the brain other niggas is ignorin' Ya snorin' what's up my niggas
Hi niggas, I figures, I'm the nigga Who can rig a rhythm to ya soul plain and simple Then pull, other tricks out my sleeve and leave unseen Clean and slicklike, niggas need to get they shit right For they step to hieroglyphics, it might prove fatal
So move, wait till I'm dona I use fun and fabrications For your imagination, wastin', spillin', blood When I'm ill and depressed 'cause I take it out on others 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Not the brothers, just record executives
And I bet you give up ya cash When I leave you with a gash in ya ass 'Cause I had a heart when I started Now I departed and I'm back again Give me ends 'fore I bust into ya office squeezin' triggas Because you, because you, 'cause you forgot us niggas
Don't forget your niggas
Now peep, I knew a nigga that was large That nigga used to rap good, now I'm askin' him Perhaps, could you tell me how you fell off? Yet you was well off but now the real niggas think ya soft
'Cause we beat rhymes you can't keep up with the times It seems you have styles combined from other fools And you'll discover who will be a real nigga You da man, you supposed to skill niggas
When you say you will, you don't display you skill And still you throw your niggas out the doors Scores of years ago you was bros But now you got a little dough
And yeah, you tryin' to play him like a hoe But I don't think so, he ain't a puppet Enough with that shit, take that job Stuff it up ya ass, just gimme enough for gas
I'm rough and I can last and get my own phuckin' cash Well, that's that and what do you get for that? Ooh, you dirty rat, how could you forget the fool That was down wit ya in school? Ya'll use ta shoot pool
Ya sorry busta, never could trust a nigga Think he's so large that nobody can thrust him Out the pilot seat, ejected, you forgot ya nigga Ya assed out, expect it
Don't forget your niggas
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