Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Crumb 2 A Brick, artist - La Chat. Album song Murder She Spoke, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.10.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
A Crumb 2 A Brick |
| I flip a crumb 2 a brick |
| A brick 2 some rocks |
| Some rocks 2 a juice |
| (Now we chopping up them for food) |
| A chevy 2 a lac |
| A lac 2 a vet |
| A vet 2 a benz |
| (With this dough we makin' ends nigga) |
| I flip a crumb 2 a brick |
| A brick 2 some rocks |
| Some rocks 2 a juice |
| (Now we chopping up them for food) |
| A chevy 2 a lac |
| A lac 2 a vet |
| A vet 2 a benz |
| (With this dough we makin' ends nigga) |
| You can call Mrs. Serv On, cause I get my hustle on |
| Looking for some donkey kong, got me blowing up my phone |
| So you wanna get along, got no money but you (?) |
| I’mma break you off a crumb, leave me in the early morn' |
| Always trapped up with a tone, Always shoot you when you gone |
| All you robbers got me wrong, I will show up at yo' home |
| Gotta make my money job, Fuck wit me and you’ll be gone |
| Always striking for they call, La' Chat gotta make it known |
| I be bout' that money mayn, For the top is where I am |
| I don’t play no looser games, Niggas always say my name |
| Shit I be the one to blame, When they ain’t to booming thangs |
| In these streets they got to fight, Mayn you know I can’t be lien' |
| Always strugglin' for they chains, Try my best to maintain |
| Watch them shoot it in they thang, It be throbbin' in the brain |
| I be causing plenty pain, (?) |
| Servin to much cocaine, Theya’ll gone love me when I’m game |
| I be posted on the tracks, Slanging rocks back-to-back |
| Shit I even fuck with packs, Everybody know La' Chat |
| Mayn I’m gone make a kill, Flip from rocks to servin' deals |
| Catch me on the corner still, Cause I’m out to make a mill' |
| Niggas thinkin' that I’m heavy, Cause I’m ridin in there chevy |
| (?) cause I’m sweaty, Got that ho bumped down and ready |
| I’m a bitch about that skrilla, Got more work than half you niggas |
| Just to keep it on the realla, I’m a buy a drug dealer |
| Thuggin' on yo' fuckin block, Keep my eye up on the narks |
| I ain’t tryin to make it hot, So I get from spot to spot |
| Got to keep my 9 on me, Always ready fo' some heat |
| I don’t know if you got beef, It’s so hot out in the streets |
| But this how I choose to live, Thanks the lord to be forgived |
| This is how I pay my bills, This is how I eat a meal |
| I would give it up one day, When that day I can not say |
| Cause I feel I’m livin' straight, Slangin' dope what keep me paid |
| I flip a crumb 2 a brick |
| A brick 2 some rocks |
| Some rocks 2 a juice |
| (Now we chopping up them for food) |
| A chevy 2 a lac |
| A lac 2 a vet |
| A vet 2 a benz |
| (With this dough we makin' ends nigga… ends nigga… ends nigga… ends nigga) |