| (Turn me up Stevie Q
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| Make sure these niggas here me clearly
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| Why you niggas sleeping while we working?
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| Understand that
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| There’s money to be made
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| Its that sleep when ya dead where I’m from
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| If I died I woke up a Vampire
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| No more sleeping baby)
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| Jim Jones:
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| With every breath that’s inside of me
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| VAMPIRE LIFE my debt to our society
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| Half my niggas paying debts to their society
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| So I been having problems with my sobriety
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| Word, I’m paranoid, I know they rioty
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| I watch the feds, I know they eying me
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| Promise myself never let a ho lie to me
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| I watch myself, Im getting bread in low economy
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| I pray to God that there be to lining me
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| I got thirty stacks in my designer jeans
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| Word, we getting wasted like the whole day
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| The bitch said my kisses taste like Rose'
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| But my dick harder than a roll of quarters
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| Twenty champagnes was the total order
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| A hundred grand for that frozen water
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| Hope you got your passport just to show the border
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| Up in Harlem, If I ain’t God then I next to him
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| Drop top hard, something sexy sitting next to him
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| WHO GON GET IT NEXT NIGGA
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| I got fatty, fuck a muthafuckin cheque nigga
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| I keep twenty cash on me daily
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| Guns on blast cause they wanna kill me
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| We in Jamaica off Miami Vice
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| Catch us up in leers on Miami nights
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| See, ya might not understand the life
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| Word how I splurge about ten grand a night
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| The beast holding the swammy tight
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| Tryna tell my white girl make sure the candy right
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| I still hit the block if I fucking please
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| No roof just a watch on my fucking sleeve
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| Make you wanna stop an feel the fucking breeze
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| I told her brush the suede of my fucking sleeve
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| Trav: Hook:
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| When them lights go low (go low)
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| Everyone’s a tough guy
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| I seen 'em till the shots fly
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| Then the sames ones that talking
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| Write to homicide
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| No way no way couldn’t be my nigs
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| No way no way swallow my pride nigga
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| No way no way I’d rather die nigga
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| I’mma ride for my niggas
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| Tellem that I said no way
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| Jim Jones:
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| My statements are inadmissible in court
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| Cause I used to dribble hard with them bricks I brought
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| Get them cars, like the wicked porsche
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| Niggas act hard, then we load the clips in the Taurus
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| Ya thats sure to clear a nigga thoughts
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| Well if I’m underrated, that’s your richest thought
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| Think about it, here’s just a thought
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| They got me looking at this game like it a bitches sport
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| Niny says she can make ya do magic
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| Have ya block clicking like its blue magic
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| I watched the Eighties
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| I killed the Nineties
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| Now I’m having scary dreams from all this guilt behind me
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| So then I party like its '99
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| Towers hitten, it was hard for us to find a line
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| The drop rate is just silent dry
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| Me and Trav in the drop head on Sunset Drive
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| Now I slip in, gun by my side
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| Paranoid for every fan that run by his side
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| Trying not catch a homicide
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| Trying make it back to the east, where mamas fried
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| Hook: |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Way , by - Jim Jones. Song from the album Vampire Life 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп