Seinfeld-Jeru The Damaja
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Seinfeld (宋飞传) - Jeru The Damaja
Ham hops crack rocks ooo wops cell blocks
Biscuits gravy smothered pork chops
Big diamond bracelets mad looting drug spots
High speed chases robbiries crooked cops
Guess who's pregnant so and so got shot
B**ches with fat asses no brain and drop top
Benzes blue and green contact lenses
Ya money ya car and how live you and your mens is
Knowing who your friends is millionaire dollar shopping benjeses
Ya money how much them timbs is
In my roll f**kin sh*t raw getting driz niz
Me and ya dip in the cut blazing a bliz she sucking my diz nick
Cope p'los and heron bricks
So many girls in this world which one should I pick
Sh*t is getting thick you better move quick
Rappers is mad gangsters applying pressure like the heimlich
Dime chicks that I love to stick lick
Murderers thieves hustlers pimps and tricks
Lalalalalalalalalalala
Rolex fat checks while sex in tecks
Bad ho's carressing my chest sipping the beck's
Burning l's in your projects what's next
It's the first of the month go get those welfare checks
Crazy connects pushing a lex sucking on breasts
Sleep all day all night f**k and duck the tech
Dibs the one's that quickest to draws the one that lives
My niggas in the ghetto know what time it is
Making moves like a chess wiz gotta feed my eight kids
I need deep and p**sy pampers cribs and bibs
Day to day is how a ni**a lives
Nothing's what a ni**a is
So he ends up in pri
Zon I think ya p**sy so go get ya son
Tough a** rappers crazy talk no action
Got freaky stunts bring some
Making all queens in my kingdom
Eighty niggas can't get a crumb
Dizzy broads with d**e bodies a dime a dozen
Bottom line the p**sy banging it'll make me cum
Lalalalalalalalalalala
Jagaurs strip bars ghetto superstar
Me and ya p**sy out on the road whipping ya car
I'm taking off her bra she getting bucked baby pa
Look new but true f**k like a pro likes action
No camera co reck it and leave a scar
Niggas is fake and rough but sleep like spar
To cuss bust dutch us and bringing the ruckus
Money making brothers wanna fight and fuss
Cruising out my flesh light plus make players look ridiculous
Trying hard but can't stop the bumrush
Sun trust all the temples I crush ya must back up
Spontaneous combustion
Forty five freaks inside my dungeon
When I get paid I want it in alumson
Lick a shot and cause pandemonium
Crazy niggas in jail or the insane asylum
Brooklyn Brooklyn is where I'm from
Three minutes and some change and I still ain't say none
Lalalalalalalalalalala
