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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [AZ]Street Life |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
AZ intro Yea Devine Intervention Miliato, Begetz, AZ, Quiet Money Presents. *´Ù °íÀ¯¸í»ç ¸ÂÁÒ?; [Half-A-Mil] (R.I.P.) Now the twin towers done blew up ½ÖµÕÀÌ ºôµùÀº ¹«³ÊÁ®¹ö·È°í niggaz seen the footage and threw up »ç¶÷µéÀº ±× ¿µ»óÀ» º¸°í ÅäÇß°í I got platinum bullets for y'all to chew up ³ ´Ï³×°¡ ¾ÃÀ» ÃѾËÀ» °¡Áö°í ÀÖ¾î Mil-latin the dog done grew up ¶óƾ Ä£±¸°¡ ÀÚ¶ó³µÁö is it still Manhatten I speak street slang arab-a-latin Manhattan¿¡¼ ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ³ °Å¸®ÀÇ ¼Ó¾î¿Í ¾Æ¶ø¾î¸¦ ¼¯¾î ¾²Áö my gunz speak rat-a-ta-in understand my lingo ³» ÃÑÀº rat-a-tatÀ̶ó°í ¸»ÇØ, ¹«½¼ ¸»ÀÎÁö ¾Ë°Ú¾î? I'm from Albany Afganistan ³»°¡ ¿Â °÷Àº ¾ÆÇÁ°¡´Ï½ºÅº, Albany fuck Chris Cringo and Christopher Columbus Chris Cringo¿Í Christopher Columbus´Â µÆ¾î I'll shoot scud missles through his kango and spray z gas on ya faggot ass ½ºÄ¿µå ¹Ì»çÀÏÀ» ±×ÀÇ Kangol¿¡ ½î°í ¾ûµ¢ÀÌ¿¡ Z °¡½º¸¦ »Ñ¸®°Ú¾î Allah you akba, make 767's crash (¾ÕºÎºÐ ÇØ¼® ºÒ´É;) 767 ºñÇà±â°¡ ºÎµúÄ¡Áö smack Jesus Christ and smoke a half a pound of hash ¿¹¼ö ±×¸®½ºµµ¸¦ °ø°ÝÇÏ°í ¸¶¸®È³ª 1/2 ÆÄ¿îµå¸¦ Æì I keep a half a pound of cash ³»°Õ ¹Ý ÆÄ¿îµåÀÇ µ·ÀÌ ÀÖ¾î I thought I told you cats I'm not a rapper ÀÌÀü¿¡ ¸»ÇØÁáÀݾÆ, ³ ·¡ÆÛ°¡ ¾Æ³Ä rock a G on my chest that stands for god fuck Dan I'm dapper °¡½¿¿¡ ÀûÈù G´Â ½Å(God)À» ÀǹÌÇØ, ³ ±ò²ûÇÏÁö prada from head to toe dollars, cherries in the moe ¸Ó¸®¿¡¼ ¹ß³¡±îÁö Prada, Moe(¼ú)¿¡ ü¸®¸¦ ´ã±×Áö you fake ass pimps, get my chips ³Í °¡Â¥ ³à¼®, ³» µ·À» °¡Á®°¡ºÁ so I'm burying you and your hoes ³Ê¿Í ´Ï ¿©ÀÚ±îÁö ¶¥¿¡ ¹¯Áö I plant plutonium bombs after each and every show ¼î°¡ ³¡³¯ ¶§¸¶´Ù Ç÷çÅä´½ ÆøÅºÀ» ¹¯¾î so every artist you sign is guaranteed to blow ±×·¸±â¿¡ °è¾àÀ» ¸Î´Â »ç¶÷Àº ¹«Á¶°Ç Æø¹ßÀûÀ¸·Î ¼º°øÇØ I'm guaranteed to flow puffin that magic weed ¸¶¹ýÀÇ ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ÇÇ¸é¼ Ç÷ο츦 È®½ÇÇÏ°Ô knowledge itself nigga that's what you need Áö½Ä ÀÚü°¡ ³ÊÈñµéÀº ÇÊ¿äÇÑ °ÅÁö so fuck you and those crabs that you feed, tell 'em holla at me ±×·¯´Ï ¿³¸Ô¾î, ³×°¡ ¸ÔÀ̰í ÀÖ´ø ³ðµéµµ, ÀÌÁ¦ ³ª¸¦ ºÁ [Chorus] New York New York with blood in your ice ´º¿å, ´º¿å, ÇÇ·Î ¹°µç ³ÊÀÇ º¸¼® put numbers on your head killa name your price ³× ¸Ó¸®¿¡ ¼ýÀÚ¸¦ Àû¾î, ³× ¸ö°ªÀÌ¾ß we gets love where ever we go ¿ì¸° °¡´Â °÷¸¶´Ù »ç¶û¹ÞÁö cause the street life is all we know °Å¸®ÀÇ »îÀº ¾Æ´Â ÀüºÎ±â¿¡ It's all we know ¾Æ´Â ÀüºÎ±â¿¡ [Begetz] I work for a quarter million in dope, a million dollars in cash ³ ¸¶¸®È³ª·Î 25¸¸À» ¹ú¾î, 100¸¸ ´Þ·¯°¡ ÀÖ°í 1.5 under the bathroom stash put that little ass gun away nigga ÈÀå½Ç ¾Æ·¡¿£ 150¸¸ÀÌ ÀÖÁö, ÃÑÀº Àú¸® Ä¡¿ö step up your murder game »ìÀÎ °ÔÀÓÀ¸·Î µé¾î¿ÍºÁ still fuckin wit weed step up to heroine ¸¶¸®È³ª¸¦ ³õÁö ¾ÊÀº »óÅ·ΠÇì·ÎÀÎÀ» ÇØºÁ cardiay diamond links no more gold chains ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå, ±Ý¸ñ°ÉÀÌ´Â ÇÊ¿ä¾ø¾î vertical doors, candy paint, and woodgrain À§·Î ¿Ã¸®´Â ¹®, ½Ø²öÇÑ »öÄ¥, ±×¸®°í ³ª¹« Àå½Ä I'm the one to watch niggaz don't cover your eyes ³»°¡ ÁöÄѺ¼¸¸ÇÑ ³à¼®, ´«À» °¡¸®Áö¸¶ so many eyes on my watch got 'em hypnotized ³» ½Ã°è¸¦ º¸´Â ´«ÀÌ ¸¹¾Æ, ¸ðµÎ Ãָ鿡 °É¸®Áö fuckin with hustlers ballin like rap niggaz, ¸¶¾à»óó·³ µ¹¾Æ´Ù´Ï°í ·¡ÆÛó·³ ³î±â throwin money in the air screemin I ain't gotta rap niggaz Çã°ø¿¡ µ·À» ´øÁ®, ·¦ÇÒ ÇÊ¿ä ¾ø´Ù°í ¼Ò¸®Ä¡¸é¼ the 9 m & m ain't sweet like candy 9 m&mÀº ĵµðó·³ ´ÞÄÞÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ got mines on me front row with a grammy Grammy ½Ã»ó½Ä¿¡¼ ³» ÀÚ¸° ¸Ç ¾ÕÀÚ¸® slugs on the left and lust on the right ¿ÞÂÊ¿£ ÃѾË, ¿À¸¥ÂÊ¿£ ¿å¸ÁÀÌ ÀÖ¾î fuck an award boo we'll take you home tonight »óµûÀ© µÆ¾î, ³Î Áý¿¡ µ¥·Á°¡Áö milli gates in the spyder with the glass roof ÁöºØÀÌ À¯¸®·Î µÈ ¸ÚÁø °÷ÀÌ¾ß damn near crashed in valet off that over proofed shit, we drunk ¹æÅº Àå°©À» °¡Áø Â÷·Î Á÷¿øÀ» Ä¥ »· ÇßÁö, ¿ì¸° ÃëÇß¾î [Chorus] - 2X [AZ] I got one son, two guns, a couple of cribs ³»°Õ ¾Æµé Çϳª, ÃÑ µÎ °³, Áý ¸î °³°¡ ÀÖ¾î just tryin to live fuck gettin stuck with a bid »ì·Á°í ÇÏ´Â °Í»Ó, ÇÑ °÷¿¡ ÁöüÇÒ ¼ø ¾ø¾î niggaz I fuck with now used to fuck with his kids ³»°¡ Áö±Ý °°ÀÌ ÀÖ´Â À̵éÀº ¿ø·¡ Àڱ⠲¿¸¶ÇÏ°í¸¸ ³î¾ÒÁö slim dude food never stuck to my ribs À½½ÄÀº ³» °¥ºñ»À¿¡ µµ¿òÀÌ µÈÀû ¾ø¾î been tried on occasions I lie with persuasion °¡²û µµÀüÀ» ¹Þ¾Æ ³ ¼³µæ°ú ÇÔ²² °ÅÁþ¸»À» ÇØ hustled out of town nearly died in a Days Inn µµ½Ã ¹Û¿¡ ³ª°¬´Ù Days Inn¿¡¼ Á×À»»· Çß¾î breezed on a turnpike received then returned kites À¯·áµµ·Î·Î ´Þ·Á¼, ÆíÁö¸¦ ¹Þ°í º¸³Â¾î cold D to O.G homie nigga earn strikes, burnt mics °»½ºÅ͵鿡°Õ Â÷°¡¿î, °ø°ÝÀ» ÀÏÂï ³¯·Á, Ÿ¹ö¸° ¸¶ÀÌÅ© left 'em there to sizzle for shizzle ±×³É ½Äµµ·Ï ÀÏ´Ü ³öµÎ¾úÁö you know the dizzle my nizzle ¹«½¼ ÀÏÀÎÁö ¾ËÀݾÆ, ³» Ä£±¸µé I'm so visual all jewels tiz you paid dues true to the grizzle ³ ¾ÆÁÖ È·ÁÇØ, ³×°¡ µ·À» ³»°í »ê º¸¼®µéÀ» ¾Ë¾Æ blew a few mil and still official ³ ¸î¹é¸¸À» ³¯·Áµµ °ÇÀçÇØ BIG we still miss you the games real fical BIG, ¾ÆÁ÷ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ±×¸³Áö, °ÔÀÓÀº ´õ·¯¿öÁ³°Åµç It's two thou and a nickel nigga trying to go triple Áö±ÝÀº 2005³â, ¸ðµÎ ¼¼¹è·Î ¶Ù·Á°í Çϰí ÀÖ¾î until I'm there wit you a wheel chair cripple ³»°¡ ³Î ÈÙü¾î Àå¾ÖÀÎÀ¸·Î ¸¸µç ÈÄ¿¡ °¡ÁÖÁö It's no secret I'm a keep it popin like a pistol ºñ¹ÐÀº ¾Æ³Ä, ¸¶Ä¡ ±ÇÃÑó·³ ½Ã²ô·¯¿î °É [Chorus] - 2X |
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