Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Envious, artist - AZ. Album song A.W.O.L., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.09.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quiet Money Direct
Song language: English
Envious |
If you Crip get your Crip on sip get your piff on Never slip I’m in the mix with the fifth long |
Never riff see me fixin on my lip balm |
Chip charm chillin with them Gucci kicks on But like the Kiss song niggaz get shit wrong |
To a bliss fully flipped and they gettin pissed on Life ain’t a sitcom gotta keep your wisk on Shit niggaz bitch other snitch like Nick Bonds |
Pick chrones pick 'em up switch pawns |
Pick 'em up get 'em tuck get gone see it’s on Some got warned got laid got torned |
Got shot got saved got mourned |
War dem want with us, why they come start it up We know they won’t give up, when they gone bite the dust |
They are envious, so our guns we buss |
In the lord we trust, war they wantin |
Yo! |
Who now piggy gone a yuh a mystery |
Di last dem see yuh waan a receive a history |
Brush mi wid knife and promise yuh a go fist we Badman nah trace and crb like Mitzi |
Bullet mi a go give dem bout sixty |
Fried and dem crew dem haffi leave inna jiffy |
Gunshot a mek di fassy speak inna gypsy |
From Brooklyn to Poughkeepsie, cross |
War dem want with us, why they come start it up We know they won’t give up, when they gone bite the dust |
They are envious, so our guns we buss |
In the lord we trust, war they wantin |
I’m cool with them Pirus cool with them die moves |
Any death this way niggaz a die too |
Cry who y’all won’t do me like Ja Rule |
Jewels all sky blue smooth since High School |
Fuck with a why do with me it’s why who |
You sneeze you liable to leave we hostle |
You apostle, son of pop duke |
Cop cruise to move to top roof |
Got loose and left them high stoops |
The rest is my new respect to my troops |
Give me boose some juice some grey Goose |
And word to Jesus it’s back to Beirut |
War dem want with us, why they come start it up We know they won’t give up, when they gone bite the dust |
They are envious, so our guns we buss |
In the lord we trust, war they wantin |