s pop Keep knots like a crumb snatcher boy When these two niggaz collab', these niggaz collapse Cause see it gets no hotter, holla at'cha boy [Chorus: Pete Rock
Tradução: Rock, Pete. Niggaz Saber.
's pop Keep knots like a crumb snatcher boy When these two niggaz collab', these niggaz collapse Cause see it gets no hotter, holla at'cha boy [Chorus: Pete Rock
poplockin to this And white boys headboppin in 6's, niggaz boxin in prison Shit bang hard like a conjugal visit And the game ain't big enough for niggaz
work by the inch, I bag it, it's gone Ask Quik, we rock more than microphones Some niggaz ball, some niggaz do what we do And other niggaz sing for Cash
Pete Wilson tryin to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK Automatics rang free, niggaz
y'all to give New York there shit back Y'all know where the crown belong, y'all know we started this shit You know we gave birth to all of this shit Don
cuttin 'em down In two-thousand-two, shuttin 'em down Have you sippin on it 'til you start suckin it down I hope you know that we ain't FUCKIN around Niggaz
self I'm the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I'm wicked like three sixes I'm doper than the Pete Rock remixes Never walk through
em up like my name Pete Samprace And a nigga drink like the late Fred Sandford And a nigga smoke like there is no cancer And I know this world is so cold
bad self I?m the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I?m wicked like three sixes I?m doper than the Pete Rock remixes Never walk
yo, will crack the floor shit When the heat's on, you know I draw it I had his number down, Toney just called it Yo, aiyo, Pete Rock, good looking nigga
the use of a gun, yeah Talkin about the way I rock a party Niggaz must be thinkin that I'm high, or drunk on Bacardi I be hippin and hoppin, rockin and
be there to know it, what everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna
[Q-Tip - Intro] I don't care who first or who last I just know y'all betta rock dis at da drop of a dime, baby! (Renaissance...) I don't care what chy
em up like my name Pete Samprace And a nigga drink like the late Fred Sandford And a nigga smoke like there is no cancer And I know this world is so
so my niggaz get they grind on Cause the TV tells us, aim high nigga, make all goals lateral But see that takes paper that we don't have so, niggaz put
