She Got Soul feat. Anthony Hamilton

歌詞

"Hah!" [is chanted in the background all throughout song] [St. Nickolas] Black Rose, Black Rose Moneray, Moneray Corleone, Corleone Nicky Bonds, Nicky Bonds Mista Go, Mista Go Holiday, Holiday Ring-around-the-rosie It's that old lady you know bein nosey Call a jake, but they case ain't strong enough to hold me Society's out to fold me, but can't control me My homies, lonely like Bugs Bunny for money A jolt to get you jaw, but kid ain't nothin funny Shit's changin like the weather, get your act together Bitches packin berettas in hoodie sweaters and leathers Flippin did grim, although they man don't see cheddar Livin in the lost somewhere up North in Rhode Isle Style, I meditate like a monk from Shao' [Raekwon] "Handle it son, fuck it!" It's that project shit that make my mind slip and my nine spit Rollin with convicts, flippin on dime chicks As time ticks, crime shifts from hustle to hustle Struggle to get some zeros, tired of eatin chicken wings and heros 2 .45's ain't makin it, I'm ready to grab the pistol and start takin it I gotta get some CREAM, nahmean? [Daddy Rose] So check the 4 trey's, dark Liz Claiborne shades Used to wear my hair in braids Then I went back to fades Livin my life by playin spades Spittin razor blades, guns and Money Trades Became my man a, callico, .45, .58 Give me 2 handguns to set my B.I. straight Get the pawn, wear mocknecks, stay in sets Skills, fuck my ex, smoke a joint The wild kinda guy, stay high Me and my Fam' play for keeps, nigga you will die In the depths of the village where I be Come see me, face-to-face, build on today's degrees I puff the skunky blade, in tune with G.O.D. Set you free, mathematically Remove the pain from you vision, allow you to see How we get down in BC, thuggly When you see us, hide your shines and your money Hide your red bone honey Corleone, these assholes in this industry ain't funny Who said PC won't eat, laid it down in the street In the hot summer heat, cuz it's like that [Sauldin] Caught us, street hustlers Love is sleep, chokin the mufflers Always smokin when we meet Shuff-shufflers rollin deep Holdin with prudent customers Ghetto salutin, shootin one time for niggas foldin While I'm reloadin, gun smoke from salutin Hung by the throat, jury slung, Black Rose control it Like dope settle, coast-to-coast, metal-to-metal Coastin, heavy metal, sippin on moet, oh Crackin boasters, braggin blunts Baggin shows, the host of corvettos Coastin the ghetto, con-Deniro postin for Deniro Trials play heros, got Shang Hai with no alibi He died in front of the candy store, fried We bagged him up, braggin, gettin tore up Crookin corrupt, while jaggin, jacked cabin Blowin smoke out of your nose like a dragon [Daddy Rose] Are you wit me? Black Rose, are you wit me? Sight one, test evils with hood supressents Feedle charge card, killed confessin for God Chaufer, Roley, your portfolio, Corleone Don, cristal with bubble, wisked out affair Population Click run the world, Crime Syndicate Dreddy key-cut it like locksmiths Cock .4-5th, pleaded like 5th if Incriminatin evidence exists Guns crawl, while I'm all off, tipsey Gun the clientel like circumcisions Believe the myth, never can believe Brandy slipped Fire place, fortress, Lord beyond Don Keep Cronz handy, Moneray Jack El Padre, adios '96, '76 [Corleone] Nigga, North side, full quantum, black taunter Main underworld sorcerers, Columbian ties Wear crosses, bitch nigga, Golith slayer We sling shots like sling rocks at King David In the book of psalms, the killer San Juan Blood on my palm, too many sharks in my water Give an order to the Don Senora Cross the Mexican border, intoxicated, never sober The Brownsville chain snatcher, Puerto Rican poppi choker Ganja smoker, Adidas padre On the corner sellin Coca Colas Nine shot Desert Eagle toters Takin over from New York to Minnesota Transmittin, shittin like the Great Britain Population shuttin shit down like Bill Clinton [Daddy Rose] The ghetto started gettin rough Many Crones and thugs got tossed If not for the courage for the fearless four, The ghetto would be lost The ghetto would be lost