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The Lox lyrics Felony Niggas lyrics Verse 1 Shhh (Two guns up mothafucka, Two guns up mothafucka (overlap)) Real shit...Styles P Shit.. If P want you dead, I aint comin' wit niggas Just a blunt and a tre pound, plenty of liquor So ya homies got something to pour That's that old school shit I aint tryin' to put you under the floor I'm tryin' ta bang niggas over the clouds and I heard you say you rich so you can't get lower than Styles kill everybody dead just so noone can smile play the streets my whole life and i been flowin' a while biget i rock, ever since my nigga was shot and my other nigga was shoot shit i'm tellin' the truth If I lie, may I die in the middle of the verse My niggas hustle from first to first Twelve months in a year Gun on your waist, Blunt in your ear Pat in your sock, Trade at the back of the block With a fein watchin' for knorx till the shit get dark We jump in the hoop ride, instead of the six While you lookin' for a bitch, we lookin' for a brick That we can cook by six and give the whole block a fix Catch me on "?" gettin' sixty a shift Holidy Styles, nigga I aint nothin' but streets Just as hard as the shit, that be under your feet And the only time i front is with a blunt and a beat To show niggas that I'm nice and they aint fuckin' wit me Chorus Felony Niggas Cop Cock Heavily Niggas That'd arm rob seventy niggas You know Murderin' niggas You want doe, they servin' you niggas Stay on fifth, Gettin' swervin' on niggas You know Wheather we ryde or we die we gonna get this doe Verse 2 All I know is drugs and guns and plenty of weed and that bitch that suck dick and niggas that bleed and if you're rich before you go get a watch and a drop you better hit the court house and better bail out the block if your son aint worth shit niggas'll smuggle your daughter I come through in a Porshe The same color as water I got weight, what you want I can cover the order They call me Boss when I cross the border Six shot "caught her?" I hear niggas say my face is screwed But I'll put six in your stomach nigga lace your food Scream "Fuck Every Rapper" that hate that I'm rude But that's that SP shit, you can take it or move We can let the bullets spill, till we all get killed There's only six nice rappers If you wanna be real Niggas die everyday from talking that dumb shit That where they're from shit All that mean to me is you can get your gun quick Just another dumb bitch Go to church to get the holy ghost I did my dirt and got the holy ghost Look at the world through a niggas eyes Dont be a bitch, you gonna live and die Rivin' in the sky, but no love when you slither by I pray to god that we make it to heaven But the only thing we makin' is channel eleven You know four, five and seven, hot as fuck And every rapper be dead, if they were hotter than us But since niggas still alive they should be tellin you somethin' You aint hear from Holiday, he aint tellin' you nothin' You know..cocksucker.. Chorus (2x) (skit) Other The Lox lyrics: We Are The Streets lyrics If You Know lyrics Bring It On lyrics Ryde Or Die, Bitch lyrics You Told Me lyrics Scream L.O.X. lyrics Y'all Fucked Up Now lyrics Recognize lyrics Blood Pressure lyrics Wild Out lyrics Breathe Easy lyrics Can I Live lyrics Fuck You lyrics The Interview (Pt. 2) lyrics Everybody Wanna Rat lyrics So Right lyrics All For The Love lyrics Can't Stop, Won't Stop lyrics Bitches From Eastwick lyrics Not To Be Fucked With lyrics The Heist (Part 1) lyrics Goin' Be Some Shit lyrics I Wanna Thank You lyrics Let's Start Rap Over lyrics Get This $ lyrics Money, Power Respect lyrics If You Think I'm Jiggy lyrics Livin' The Life lyrics Yonkers Tale lyrics |