Lirik Lagu De-Elite - Royce Da 5'9''
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[Royce Da 5'9"]Once again relax, it's just music.Niggaz right here, show you how I doNiggaz right here, show you my crewYeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeahYeah yeah
Fuck a team like you who swing like youWe block shots in the ring lightningRock hot rocks kill, get the cream stillBlasphemous mind ill steal rhyme skillNas couldn't rhyme for this, Nickel-Nine willI go through, cool out, blow a whole crewCool out bro, out-glow a whole jewelWe bout to blow up, got your nose upYou could catch a blocka-blocka try to stop or hold usAnd your block a whole bust, live newsRide through with one girl and five dudesBest crew in the D, niggaz best moveAll you niggaz gun sleep and your vest usedNiggaz bluffin, bore me, nothin for meThe only overlord me, only glory, you reach!Wake up and smell the aroma nigga you sleepThe contract is out on The King, nigga you breachD-Elite - Jah, Cut ThroatBilly Nix, Little, Nickle, Cha, upmostRespect dawgs, expect your neck cut ropeThe barrel of the Swiss, whole tec up closeIf the block was any hotter I could start a cultI was trouble the minute my momma's water brokeYou never see the weak destroy me, I'm focusedI was raised by a postal employee, need I say more? [echoes]
State ya name gangsta!
[Tre' Little]Tre' Little don status hold my dickSay ya label push the date back now that's what you getI came in this game like it's more than rapDog, I'm tryin' to destroy the salary capThe Source is happy we came six covers its coveredThat'll last about May, June well into the summerWhy talk about different colors for various coupesShit green fart Blue, oooh clever youHelp me ma' I'll take a shot at any one of y'allGot mami droppin' draws before the first phone callWe some gangstas study the ten crack commandmentsStay big worship Hail Mary that's how we liveLay low good guys catch you with a hook I, know why you lieYa crew aint quite like mineSpit it like ooh my, these labels like ooh my
State ya name gangsta!
[Cha Cha]Its the C-H-A, say it wit me niggas Cha Cha ChaY'all Cha Cha ChaYou cannot lie or deny these niggas aint rah rahPut the barrel on the bridge of your nose and turn you cock-eyedSteppin to us not wise, told you how to get liveGo in depth best with the finger next to the indexSuch threats expect five guys, five techsMake they gats all sing in unison like a quintetThey don't say whodi, son, dun, or youngnYou can owe em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey Guy"What up though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut ThroatMy brethrens all veterans all throwin up sevensWhen we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the heavensUs and crews clash no more we built it from poorMe and Royce hit and restore what we were buildin beforeSo add a million sold or more when I get at you whores
State ya name gangsta!
[Cut Throat]Cut Throat the living threat street shit to blueprintThe guideline rappers sideline until they bow downThem little guns y'all blow I stay on the lowRap like this and work the scale like "So"Take it to the gutter we could duke or shoot it outSwitchblades pump gauge, whatever you aboutBurn you to ya hood we could bang for the workFor the building or the blocks do the thang to the dirtI'ma FUCK-in fool crews DUCK and moveStay in a FUCKED up mood one FUCKED up dudeWhen its hot I, breathe in the heat don't even sleepI be knee deep in the beats that made meCertified gangsta specialize in Duct TapeLet you know how many fo' five slugs ya gut takeShow ya favorite thug how to be a thug, top that (NIGGA!)Turn ya favorite drug into another drug, cop that (NIGGA!)
State ya name gangsta!
[Jah 5'9]Jah da 5'9 speak and shake rhyme great history madeThe street gangsta city flow race against timeNever sign for cash my hustles the shitYou feel the breeze push past you get a gripMillennium game, earth tone keep it in rangeClose to the grey I rock fake niggas shouldn't doubt usSurrounded by crooks, full clips and fine weedChoice clothes my mind blocked seein fine foesLong nights bust those in small ChristNiggaz playin themselves just thinkin we rhyme alikeHow would you fight me I'm like ten families strongManipulation by song relate to it niggasHenny on the rocks toast to the real in God we trustCalm gladiator song navigatorThem whole blocks gotta story tellAll of a sudden seasons change, your welcome
State ya name gangsta!
[Billie Nix]Billie Nix black man is here listen closeSpittin just to niggas, X address the niggasMost niggas don't see right see light like its darknessNo guns in sight no might for the heartlessWe run ya mics you write like you retardedNo offense but ya flow is slow and denseI know my niggas hearin the D ya smellin thisYou smoke that what you wrote while broke, yellin richDidn't know you shoulda spoke while broke sayin poorThen biggie up kick in the door play it some moreThis is the evolution of emcee who dissin us?Gettin Rah stick up nigga hand me ya listenersGet a job we here D-Elite touch itMatter fact, niggas is wack, wall street fuck itX government agent remember yo nameRemember yo game you niggas wont be spittin the same, motha fucka
State ya name, gangsta!
My God!
Fuck a team like you who swing like youWe block shots in the ring lightningRock hot rocks kill, get the cream stillBlasphemous mind ill steal rhyme skillNas couldn't rhyme for this, Nickel-Nine willI go through, cool out, blow a whole crewCool out bro, out-glow a whole jewelWe bout to blow up, got your nose upYou could catch a blocka-blocka try to stop or hold usAnd your block a whole bust, live newsRide through with one girl and five dudesBest crew in the D, niggaz best moveAll you niggaz gun sleep and your vest usedNiggaz bluffin, bore me, nothin for meThe only overlord me, only glory, you reach!Wake up and smell the aroma nigga you sleepThe contract is out on The King, nigga you breachD-Elite - Jah, Cut ThroatBilly Nix, Little, Nickle, Cha, upmostRespect dawgs, expect your neck cut ropeThe barrel of the Swiss, whole tec up closeIf the block was any hotter I could start a cultI was trouble the minute my momma's water brokeYou never see the weak destroy me, I'm focusedI was raised by a postal employee, need I say more? [echoes]
State ya name gangsta!
[Tre' Little]Tre' Little don status hold my dickSay ya label push the date back now that's what you getI came in this game like it's more than rapDog, I'm tryin' to destroy the salary capThe Source is happy we came six covers its coveredThat'll last about May, June well into the summerWhy talk about different colors for various coupesShit green fart Blue, oooh clever youHelp me ma' I'll take a shot at any one of y'allGot mami droppin' draws before the first phone callWe some gangstas study the ten crack commandmentsStay big worship Hail Mary that's how we liveLay low good guys catch you with a hook I, know why you lieYa crew aint quite like mineSpit it like ooh my, these labels like ooh my
State ya name gangsta!
[Cha Cha]Its the C-H-A, say it wit me niggas Cha Cha ChaY'all Cha Cha ChaYou cannot lie or deny these niggas aint rah rahPut the barrel on the bridge of your nose and turn you cock-eyedSteppin to us not wise, told you how to get liveGo in depth best with the finger next to the indexSuch threats expect five guys, five techsMake they gats all sing in unison like a quintetThey don't say whodi, son, dun, or youngnYou can owe em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey Guy"What up though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut ThroatMy brethrens all veterans all throwin up sevensWhen we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the heavensUs and crews clash no more we built it from poorMe and Royce hit and restore what we were buildin beforeSo add a million sold or more when I get at you whores
State ya name gangsta!
[Cut Throat]Cut Throat the living threat street shit to blueprintThe guideline rappers sideline until they bow downThem little guns y'all blow I stay on the lowRap like this and work the scale like "So"Take it to the gutter we could duke or shoot it outSwitchblades pump gauge, whatever you aboutBurn you to ya hood we could bang for the workFor the building or the blocks do the thang to the dirtI'ma FUCK-in fool crews DUCK and moveStay in a FUCKED up mood one FUCKED up dudeWhen its hot I, breathe in the heat don't even sleepI be knee deep in the beats that made meCertified gangsta specialize in Duct TapeLet you know how many fo' five slugs ya gut takeShow ya favorite thug how to be a thug, top that (NIGGA!)Turn ya favorite drug into another drug, cop that (NIGGA!)
State ya name gangsta!
[Jah 5'9]Jah da 5'9 speak and shake rhyme great history madeThe street gangsta city flow race against timeNever sign for cash my hustles the shitYou feel the breeze push past you get a gripMillennium game, earth tone keep it in rangeClose to the grey I rock fake niggas shouldn't doubt usSurrounded by crooks, full clips and fine weedChoice clothes my mind blocked seein fine foesLong nights bust those in small ChristNiggaz playin themselves just thinkin we rhyme alikeHow would you fight me I'm like ten families strongManipulation by song relate to it niggasHenny on the rocks toast to the real in God we trustCalm gladiator song navigatorThem whole blocks gotta story tellAll of a sudden seasons change, your welcome
State ya name gangsta!
[Billie Nix]Billie Nix black man is here listen closeSpittin just to niggas, X address the niggasMost niggas don't see right see light like its darknessNo guns in sight no might for the heartlessWe run ya mics you write like you retardedNo offense but ya flow is slow and denseI know my niggas hearin the D ya smellin thisYou smoke that what you wrote while broke, yellin richDidn't know you shoulda spoke while broke sayin poorThen biggie up kick in the door play it some moreThis is the evolution of emcee who dissin us?Gettin Rah stick up nigga hand me ya listenersGet a job we here D-Elite touch itMatter fact, niggas is wack, wall street fuck itX government agent remember yo nameRemember yo game you niggas wont be spittin the same, motha fucka
State ya name, gangsta!
My God!
