Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz
Nappy Roots lyrics
Nappy Roots lyrics
"Be On Yo Way Lyrics"
Insensitive Lyrics
How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss? How do you rid the sweat, after the body bliss? How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare? How do you block the sound of a voice You'd know anywhere? Oh I really should've known By the time you drove me home By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes By th
How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss? How do you rid the sweat, after the body bliss? How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare? How do you block the sound of a voice You'd know anywhere? Oh I really should've known By the time you drove me home By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes By th
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[Fish Scales] yeah
[R. Prophit] Awwwww
[Fish Scales] Wassup
[R. Prophit] yes'sa
[Fish Scales] You know dat
[R. Prophit] Nappy Roots and Game Point
[Fish Scales] Fish Scales and R. Prophit,
Game Point, Wassup?
[Chours - R. Prophit]
See I don't care what them people say
And I blow tress and just grind all day
See I truley know dat my hustles gone pay
So you best be on yo wayyyy
[Episode]
Most times I'm gettin serious, I don't play no games
You niggas dats curious, you gone feel da flame
Cause rhymes that I hit cha wit, It'll prolly crack ya frame
Wether you a city black male, it's all da same
[Fish Sc
Alison Hell '86 Lyrics
Alice isn't frightening Alice aren't you scared Alice isn't is wonderful Living life afraid Don't look around the corner I might be lurking there Under the bed at night You're up till dawn again Alison hell, your mind begins to fold Alison hell, aren't you growing cold Alison hell, you are looking blue
ales]Alice isn't frightening Alice aren't you scared Alice isn't is wonderful Living life afraid Don't look around the corner I might be lurking there Under the bed at night You're up till dawn again Alison hell, your mind begins to fold Alison hell, aren't you growing cold Alison hell, you are looking blue
I just hit Fern Valley Rd., I got a bag full a cookies
A white girl drivin dat keeps da stash in her pussy
Got my cousion back at home, still watchin fo da block
And dis white girl too, so she ain't stoppin fo da cops
[Chours 1x]
[Fish Scales]
But once again I gots to lay down da law
(Yo) Cause niggas lookin at me like my hustle gotta fall
Bitch you ain't never seen a Sunbird on some 18's, lookin so clean
When I was young I swear to God that was my ultimate dream
But now I'm 25 and all I want is bubbled eyes
Come threw wit a big body wit double tires, it's gettin hard
I know y'all don't wanna hate me, but it's to hard, I'm good folks
it's simple, like all my niggas ge
Ex Girlfriend Lyrics
I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them And you know it makes me sick to be on that list But I should have thought of that before we kissed You say you?re gonna burn before you
drinks and get smokes and keep dopeI kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I kinda always knew I?d end up your ex-girlfriend I hope I hold a special place with the rest of them And you know it makes me sick to be on that list But I should have thought of that before we kissed You say you?re gonna burn before you
[Episode]
Outside, niggas with techniques and young preists
shakin fakin something, life in da beach ain't nuttin sweet
Concerned with a navigator, illest nigga on beats
Them scales to alagator, PHD in da street
G P, Nappy, indeed we in a faith for cash
We move make, bend rules and law break
Ain't no escape, impliment ya plan, make it work
Cause I'ma stack till my old ass is in da dirt
[Chours 2x]
[R. Prophit]
I greet life, hold me tight, been lonley most my life
Walk past somethin dats dried, crumbled inside
Tried to be, find somebody believe in dis here
Most people they fear, black male rap fo real
I majored dis y
Saltbag Spill Lyrics
you got the sideways grip i?m about to flip your backdrop dizzy spell puttin? dents in the padlock cold defying the laws of slingshot a white picket fence to separate the stones you stand on before the tide comes in on the early dawn the light bulb spins on the horn rims you blister in the sun you?re just a salt bag spill another salt bag spill cause
ear, like Damon Waynes on top of his gameyou got the sideways grip i?m about to flip your backdrop dizzy spell puttin? dents in the padlock cold defying the laws of slingshot a white picket fence to separate the stones you stand on before the tide comes in on the early dawn the light bulb spins on the horn rims you blister in the sun you?re just a salt bag spill another salt bag spill cause
Never leavin da game, it's Prophit boy on top of ya brain
Fumblin blunts, sometimes stumblin drunk
Stumblin crunk, come threw rumblin trunks
Nappy hit pumps, and Game Point lights ya junts
No time fo stunts, my people been hungry fo months
You know me dawg, always gotta keep it raw
Speakin real life shit off dat alchol
[Chours 2X]
[Talking]
It's over now
Hey what up my nigga?
They talkin bout us man?
man fuck these hoes
Burn it down, fo real
I ain't in dat shit
Man, fuck them niggas man
Always
Underground fo life
underground forever
Lets get these niggas
Game Point
Nappy