City of Gods (Cookin' Soul Remix) (исполнитель: AZ)
Gon' let it ride out This what the world been missin right here Best kept secret We all evolved from the city of Gods, we all evolved from the city of Gods We all evolved from the city of Gods, staf Allah, just give me the nod Get dough, get low, live life, get nice, rock ice, buy cars, buy bikes Take trips, live rich, eat good, get dipped, stay hood, stack chips, that's it [AZ] [bad word] cars clothes money and murder, from soldier to server Hood hoppin, hopin the merger rockin My own pops got me open on bonus, no option Had a heart problem, copin with murmurs the doctrine No Cochran, winnin since niggaz was [bad word] Way when Rakim was knockin Streets was what it was when, thugs was thugs and Gun wars galore goin slug for slug and Jewels [bad word] and all, niggaz love is love With the crew wall to wall, I'll be bugged above So beef war, this way too deep to sleep Niggaz keep up, cause certified killers creep Stole this lady I, drove her crazy You ask me why cause her man tried to play me So V low quickly and, you better hit me while I'm lettin this pretty chick get with me Steppin with double-oh-seven better make it snappy No time to do your hair baby, brothers is bustin at me Blunts and bottles passed, but none on target They want the God hit, but watch how lah get Low as Saddam and his pawns so unharmed I'm unarmed Though I'm calm I could yawn sing a song I'm the don king of dons King Kong could bring it on Word is bond [bad word] - second half, repeated 2X [AZ] Of course to the kid that cut dope and, never got nauseous Cooked coke on [bad word] never took losses With one rap got rich off a "Life's a [bad word] quot; [bad word] That Jigga [bad word] nine-six, sittin with bosses "Dead Presidents" see, represents we are all as one, the call [bad word] to Gods "Street's Disciple" discrete, but it be's just like you Never off beat, stay in heat {?} Spiteful, no religion, no facelifts no small incisions No cases pendin though I got dawgs in prison Reckless livin though, rest is like the Mets in them extra innings Hope niggaz respect my dealings if not Hope not then I, catch no feelings When you start hearin niggaz left, stressed in buildings Cold killings old villains now surface seein In yo' vicinities enemies circlin to sin Praise I, unfold the untold like +De La+ No +Soul+ since 12 summers old stayed high Weed connasiseur, then rocked designer du'jour Arman-ah, my persona was raw No flaws it's federal [bad word] the cells is tapped No calls from a double due been to [bad word] and back So know yours cause I could never just, sell you raps This is my life laid on wax [bad word] - second half, repeated 2X [bad word] - first half [AZ] We all evolved from the city of Gods, we all evolved from the city of Gods We all evolved from the city of Gods,staf Allah just give me the nod and I'ma catch me a charge