Recognize-X-Raided/Luni Coleone
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TXT Recognize-X-Raided/Luni Coleone 文本歌词
Recognize - X-Raided
Ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff ruff
Huh...ruff ryders (ryde or die (overlap))
Dont get it twisted yall (yea yea yea (overlap)
Ruff ryders..(..ta ***** Im talking about right here)
Recognize, recognize, recognize (ruff ryders)
Dont get it twisted yall (yea yea yea (overlap)
Recognize, recognize, recognize (ruff ryders)
Dont get it twisted yall (yea yea yea (overlap)
(jadakiss)
Now I know you couldnt wait
To hear kiss over premier
Kill you on tape
Then, watch it over a beer
Cause you aint nothing but a movie
With expensive footage
Thats the reason they gon leave you with expensive bullets
Aint non of yall better than lox
Have all of yall dressed up in a suit
Dead in a box
Me and my niggas get reder than fox
And I dont care if I love you
I still want head of the drop
Niggas runnin round talkin that y-2-k sh*t
Crackheadsll still gon want that gray sh*t
Thats why ima always cop the yay quick
So I suggest all of yall stay on jay dick
Too hard for mtv
Not black enough for bet
Just let me be
Give me all my royalty money
And let me greed
And ima have hoes for six
And hash for three
Chorus
Recognize, recognize, recognize (ruff ryders)
Dont get it twisted yall
Recognize, recognize, recognize (ruff ryders)
L to the o to the x (fade)
Recognize, recognize, recognize (ruff ryders)
Dont get it twisted yall
Recognize, recognize, recognize (ruff ryders)
L o x niggas (fade)
Dont get it twisted yall
(sheek luchion)
Ayo I give it to you point blank
In your moms place
So like point break with a mask on with presidents face
Clear my space, when big sheek crash the boards
Yall aint just mark niggas, yall whole mark niggas
With all that soft a** writin might as well be in ? cards?
You gon gamble with your life, when I launch these torpidos
Thatll shoot the crack out your a** ? ? casionos
Just me and my gambinos drunk as *****
With a time parking lot dvd in a trunk
I been drunk most my life, dont ask me why
Through ninth grade, I aint go to highschool
I went to school high
And I dont care what yall got
That sh*t dont excite me
Im black and deadly and my burner just like me
And Im quick to stick one of yall on tour
With the sheritten
See what yours can be mine
Without, inherittin
Give up your chains
And them little diamonds in your ear
Is it worth your family cryin
And the doctor yellin clear
Chorus
(styles pinero)
If I knew heaven head a ghetto
That was sweeter than here
You know p would pack his bag
And just leave next year
But I got a son to raise
So ima stay in this hell
And I gotta gun to blaze
If you play with the l
Dot o dot x dot at the end
We the niggas thats gon leave
With the pot at the end
Never too young to die
Or too old to live
? to bust your gun
Go home and mold your kid
Im a shamed I sell crack
But ima ryde for the moment
Know the concequence
Ima die with the omen
Two is better than one
Theres three of the lox
Key in a pot
Key in the drop
Key to the top
Father, son, and holy ghost of rap
3 in a 1 seein a gun
And usin it dog
D**e in a six
Coke in a five
W**d in a four
Ice is for my niggas
But the heat is for yall
Chorus (loop recognize/fade)