Lirik Lagu King T (cali Expert) - The Union
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featuring King T
Ha hahNo deezee, heh
When they need work, they call the cali drug expertSmashin in a six hundred dollar ?bill burnt?lookin flossy, livin costly, and off the edgeOut of state, they gots to break bread fo' sho'I needs mo', ice drops for the Lex-oBaguette sets glow when I'm stippin the Mo'Freelancin, tryin to build a mansion and stay fadedHave hoes walk around my crib buttnakedThe gravy train, chronic got me losin my brainbut soothin my pain, I'm true to the gameI got my mind made, I gotta be that rich motherfuckerSet it up, so my grandkids don't sufferThe fat Hummer, the fat drummer what's your choiceTryin to find a sister with a voice, make her moistMy thirst runs deeps as Lake Tahoein the black Tahoe911 codes all over the BravoAin't nuttin but tabledancers and strip models, they bring bottlesbut trip, niggaz at parties grabbin they best friendTryin to dodge, from the Aftermath entourageNo camouflage, fine linen, fine womenBusters get slugs in emI twist my spliffs with the green, I make a sick scenescream through some six by nines and fifteensTighten my rhymes like bitch jeansMix my dimes with ginseng, controllin this thingRock on, get your ride on when you hear itThe forbidden gangland lyricsPlaya haters fear it, get you right up close near itPosessed by the Eazy-E spiritDr. Dre set the limit, and niggaz won't cross this lineit's suicide, and niggaz won't cross this lineIn your mouth, puffin with my niggaz down SouthWhat the fuck it's really all about meI'm comin out, front and back, ninety-eight BroughamAll you fake G's stay homeLeave the shit alone, King T's back on the throneand my niggaz on the mic straight gone, CRAZAYY'all niggaz wanna know the real deal?I freestyle and smack you in your grillBomb lyrics, no special effects or gimmicksThe Aftermath'll put you in the mix, beyotch!
Hah, Organized Rhyme in effectPeace to my nigga Nino
Ha hahNo deezee, heh
When they need work, they call the cali drug expertSmashin in a six hundred dollar ?bill burnt?lookin flossy, livin costly, and off the edgeOut of state, they gots to break bread fo' sho'I needs mo', ice drops for the Lex-oBaguette sets glow when I'm stippin the Mo'Freelancin, tryin to build a mansion and stay fadedHave hoes walk around my crib buttnakedThe gravy train, chronic got me losin my brainbut soothin my pain, I'm true to the gameI got my mind made, I gotta be that rich motherfuckerSet it up, so my grandkids don't sufferThe fat Hummer, the fat drummer what's your choiceTryin to find a sister with a voice, make her moistMy thirst runs deeps as Lake Tahoein the black Tahoe911 codes all over the BravoAin't nuttin but tabledancers and strip models, they bring bottlesbut trip, niggaz at parties grabbin they best friendTryin to dodge, from the Aftermath entourageNo camouflage, fine linen, fine womenBusters get slugs in emI twist my spliffs with the green, I make a sick scenescream through some six by nines and fifteensTighten my rhymes like bitch jeansMix my dimes with ginseng, controllin this thingRock on, get your ride on when you hear itThe forbidden gangland lyricsPlaya haters fear it, get you right up close near itPosessed by the Eazy-E spiritDr. Dre set the limit, and niggaz won't cross this lineit's suicide, and niggaz won't cross this lineIn your mouth, puffin with my niggaz down SouthWhat the fuck it's really all about meI'm comin out, front and back, ninety-eight BroughamAll you fake G's stay homeLeave the shit alone, King T's back on the throneand my niggaz on the mic straight gone, CRAZAYY'all niggaz wanna know the real deal?I freestyle and smack you in your grillBomb lyrics, no special effects or gimmicksThe Aftermath'll put you in the mix, beyotch!
Hah, Organized Rhyme in effectPeace to my nigga Nino
