I Shot Ya (Remix)-LL Cool J/Fat Joe/Foxy Brown/Keith Murray/Prodigy
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TXT I Shot Ya (Remix)-LL Cool J/Fat Joe/Foxy Brown/Keith Murray/Prodigy 文本歌词
I Shot Ya (Remix) - LL Cool J (埃勒·酷)/The Prodigy (神童乐队)/Foxy Brown/Fat Joe (肥仔乔)
Haaah wooooooo
Yeah hah hah hah hah I love you
Keith Murray Def Squad
Mista Mista Mista Mista Smith
You wanna hit you wanna hit
Uhh gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad
Yo I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin' a sh*t
My style is all that and a big bag of chips wit the dip
F**k all that sensuous sh*t
I represent intellectual violence
And leave your click holier than the ten commandments
Like redman I shift with tha ruck
If ya if was a spliff we'd be all f**ked up word up
No need to ask you who is he son I get busy
Scuff my timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities Chicago la any of them
I'll have to Norman Bate ya I love ta hate ya
Cause youse a freak by nature
Can't wait to face ya mutilate ya
Drink your style down straight wit no chaser word up
My verbal combat's like a mini-mac to your back
As soon as one of you niggaz try to over react blaow
Tha lod love good confrontation or vamp word up
Break your concentration murder your camp
For tha jealous overzealous we fellaz
Blow the the spot like Branford Marsalis
Niggaz comin' through and actin' wild
Y'all commercial niggaz better have a coke and a smile
I shot ya
Yo I conversate wit many men it's time to begin again
Forgot what I already knew aiyyo you hear me friend
Illuminati want my mind soul and my body
Secret society tryin' to keep they eye on me
But I'm stay incogni' in places they can't find me
Make my moves strategically the god
It's sorta similar but iller than a chess player
I use my thinker it coincides with my blinker
While you wondered what we sayin' on the records real
Yeah you motherf**kin' right kid you know the deal
My Mobb is Infamous just like the f**kin' title read
You get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleed
Some kids feeling guilty 'bout the
But you first baby girl so just face it awright
But anyway back on the real side of things
My niggaz sling cracks and wear fat diamond rings
Not only is it inside the songs that we sing kid
Everything is real not just a song that we sing word up it's real
From my life to the paper what very accurately
Give you all of my two so maybe you can three
Prodigy will forever will s-h-i-n-e shine baby just shine
My sh*t attract millions like the moon attract the sea
How dare you ever in your life walk past me
Without acknowledgin' this man as g-o-d
Now who the f**k you think you talkin' to I pay dues I spray crews
Look I'm Joey Crack motherf**kers be like he's bad news
Runnin' this racket from New York to Montego
Slaughterin' people bring a ton of keys from Puerto Rico
I'd rather be feared than loved because the fear lasts longer
These b**ch a** niggaz know we stronger
Than these weaklings seekin' for respect that ain't there
Knuckleheads beware there's mad tension in the air
Tommy guns for fun shotties for block parties
While fresh lead heats up your insides like a fifth of Bacardi
Call the ambulance this man's wet
Bullets cut him down from the root up just like a Gillette
Razor which I keep hidden in my oral
Ready to spatter at any ad out that wants to quarrel
These feds want me for some tax evasion
Now that the fact that somebody's gettin' lucci that's not caucasian
Bullets be blazin' through these streets filled with torture what the deal pop
Joey Crack aka Kaiser Ceaser
Thug niggaz give they minks to chinks
To' down we sip drinks rockin' minks flashin' rings and things
Frontin' hardcore deep inside the Jeep mackin'
Doin' my thing fly ni**a you a Scarface king
B**ches grab ya ta-ta's get them niggaz for they chedda
F**k it Gucci sweaters and Armani leathers
Flossin' rocks like the size of Fort Knox
Four carats the ice rocks p**sy bangin' like Versace locs pops
Want ta the creep on the light raw a** cheeks
I'm sexin' raw dog without protection diseaese infested
Uh Italiano got the Lucciano
I gets down f**kin' with Brown Fox extra keys to the drop
Boo I'm Jingling baby I got crazy Dominicans who pay me
To lay low I play slow
Roll with tha Firm Mafiaso crime king pin
It all real ni**a what tha deal
I shot ya
What the f**k I thought I conquered the whole world
Crushed Moe Dee Hammer and Ice-T's girl
But still niggaz want to instigate sh*t
I'll battle any ni**a in tha rap game quick
Name the spot I make it hot for ya b**ches
Female rappers too I don't give a f**k boo
Word I'm here to crush all my peers
Rhymes of the month in the source for twenty years
Niggaz scared I'm detrimental to your mental state
I use my presedential Rolex to be debate
Niggaz fight glock cocked ya temple gets f**ked
MC's that f**k with ll they gets bucked
That's real what's up with that I shot ya deal
Light sh*t niggaz slip now how the bullet feel
New York appeal in la they gang bang
But if you touch a mic your motherf**kin' a** hang
That's facts niggaz don't recieve no type of slack
Cause if they do they a** is always runnin' back
Not this time but next time I'ma name names
Ll shittin' from on top of the game
I shot ya
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