| Don’t forget your niggas, my rep gets bigger
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| And figures on my checks, flex
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| Like Hercules, when I flirt with ease
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| Use a lingo that’ll bring more. |
| hoes
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| Front and center, enter this blissful twist full of fun, for my niggas
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| Here’s another one
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| You get a hand shake, and take a copy of the Q&A
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| We’re doin' a service, and who are they?
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| Questions and answers, and we can sure
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| Capture the spirits in your soul cause the man’s pure
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| And furious cause curiosity killed the cat
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| Why fill the gat with lead, then leave a nigga dead?
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| What if you was that nigga?
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| Don’t sweat me, cause if I was that nigga I would pull that trigger
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| Protect yourself but don’t project yourself into trouble
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| Cause, you’ll perish, there is
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| Some things I never forget, police sweats when we out posted like marionettes
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| We jet, unless them hands be empty
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| They lookin' for niggas, yeah? |
| They not allowed to pin me
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| Don’t forget your niggas… (Niggas!)
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| Don’t forget your niggas, even if they low down niggas
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| Cause I sho' found niggas
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| Down on they luck, here’s a pound, and a buck, and you better not spend it on
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| no booze
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| Choose what is more important, I’m a nigga who will shit
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| Before it starts… we score with heart
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| Artistic values, and I’ll use a portion of the brain other niggas is ignorin'
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| You’re snorin'
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| What’s up my niggas? |
| Hi niggas, I figures
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| I’m the nigga who can bring a rhythm to your soul
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| Plain and simple, then pull other tricks out my sleeve and leave unseen
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| Clean and slicklike
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| Niggas need to get they shit right, 'fore they step to Hieroglyphics it might
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| Prove fatal, so move, wait’ll I’m done
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| I use fun and fabrications for your imagination…
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| Wastin', spillin', blood when I’m illin'
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| Depressed cause I take it out on others, not the brothers
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| Just wreckin' ex-ecutives, and I bet you give
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| Up your cash, when I leave you with the gash in your ass
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| Cause I had no heart when it started, now I departed and I’m back again,
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| give me ends
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| 'Fore I bust into your office squeezin' triggers
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| Because you, because you
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| Cause you forgot us NIGGAS (Niggas!)
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| Now peep, I new that was large
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| That nigga used to rap good, now I’m askin' him
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| Perhaps, could you tell me how you fell off?
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| Yeah, you was well off… But now the real niggas think you’re soft
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| Cause we beat rhymes, you can’t keep up with the times
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| It seems you have styles combined… From other fools
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| And you’ll discover who’ll be a real nigga
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| You were the man, you supposed to shield niggas!
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| When you say you will, you don’t display your skill
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| And still, you throw your niggas outdoors
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| Scores of years ago you was bros
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| Now you got a little dough
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| And yeah you tryna play him like a hoe
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| Well I don’t think so, he ain’t a puppet
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| Enough with that shit, take that job
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| Stuff it
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| Up your ass, just gimme enough for gas
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| I’m roughin', I can last, and get my own fuckin' cash
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| Well that’s that, and what do you get for that?
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| «Ooh, you dirty rat!»
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| How could you forget the fool that was down witcha in school?
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| Y’all used to shoot pool!
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| Ya sidebuster, never could trust a
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| Nigga think he so large, that nobody can thrust him
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| Out the pilot seat, ejected
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| You forgot your nigga
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| Your ass out, expect it! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Don't Forget , by - Del The Funky Homosapien. Song from the album No Need For Alarm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп