Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Grimey Way, artist - Big Noyd. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
The Grimey Way |
| One time… |
| …One time… |
| …Aight Yo thun this is it right here… |
| Right? |
| ay this is right here, thun… one time. |
| That mean one time. |
| Ay yo… you know how it go… ay yo, ay yo, ay yo |
| I produce threats, techs |
| The underworld sweat when I rep for my set |
| I pull techs and then wet |
| Ice jet froze on my neck |
| Explode with my two-G with (?) out of respect |
| M-o double b top shit, the logic |
| Y’all niggaz know y’all can’t fuck with |
| From passed incidents, shoot outs and fish battles |
| Scuffle through state lines, you can’t stop mine |
| It’s a crime to the dumb, deaf, and blind |
| Way before your time, outta line niggaz walk straight when I approach mine |
| I — rep mine, infamous bloodline |
| Niggaz get your guns its thug time |
| came from no frills to skips |
| Nice to gat clips, a cold cold world to this icy hot shit |
| Scars, Bars, tapping niggaz’shit |
| I’m cuttin’em’buckin''em and fuckin’they’bitch |
| They like who that nigga? |
| a smooth cat nigga |
| Walk around with two gats too, nigga |
| Staright like that, nigga, smack that nigga |
| If I don’t know him then blast that nigga |
| A yo… |
| The only way to live is the grimey way |
| The only way to get ahead is the gun way |
| We don’t play |
| I can’t let em’stop or shock me They tried, I pulled out and popped 3 …(echoes) |
| This one right here thun. |
| Ay yo, Ayo |
| This goin’out to my dearest, realest |
| Coldest, most closest holdin’me down |
| Chrome, double digit cali-Bow! |
| Never apart wit’it |
| Cock and spark wit’it |
| Get down on my knees and cross my heart wit’it |
| 'Cuz it’s real, when I use it to protect my life |
| Shit was real when he shot a nigga over his wife |
| To beat the breaks, guns, drugs |
| Waste clown tried to get me pound |
| I threw it down in his face |
| I get down in any town |
| Get down in any ghetto, anytime spittin’rounds |
| 'The fuck can niggaz think yo For the dough we can spit, My style flow sick |
| Wit'16 bars I’m gettin’you gone qiuck |
| You don’t want none of this, shit |
| I’m hot as a bitch |
| Check this shit I got em’shook now they’riding my dick |
| Don’t forget I rock for those lovin’it, those thuggin’it |
| Hoes in they’clothes and the less unfortunate |
| Ayo Ayo |
| Ayo y’all niggaz can’t stop me, watch me then |
| Catch me flyin’in my benz lovin’it |
| The Tre double 0 thuggin it, I was born to floss shit |
| But never could afford it But now I got ones and guns to re-insure it Reach for whats mine, pull out fuckin nine towards |
| the goal to the riches |
| What? |
| I’m on it, all I need was the ones and my guns |
| The motherfuckin’beats |
| I makin’choruses where my name be Noyd and finessed it Oh, you obselete, why? |
| I got demons |
| Thats what that D be Check me when you see me in the streets |
| Believe I got toast, cause we close like uno dos (1, 2) |
| (?) and of course of QB nigga rep |
| See you ain’t hear me yet, QB nigga |
| Fuck being affiliate with, I’m official |
| ?Down thun? |
| this is on my chest |
| Be damned if I don’t rep the hood to the death |