Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vendetta, artist - Mic Geronimo. Album song Vendetta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.11.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blunt
Song language: English
Vendetta |
aha aha yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Keep it movin’come on and keep it movin' |
Verse 1: |
Tint that shine, full us to the teeth |
ask yourself can you ball like me it’s nothin that an amature can try to see |
even hoes with the most step carefully around me I bribe by the rules you know |
disturb my groove and you gots to lay low |
Geronimo have it in the cut hawked up fucked up steering the gas from both sides |
I stay high Puffy pie in the soar |
spearing the dough, accordly we run it, |
how it go? |
Can’t nobody hold me down |
like my nigga Puff say, cut so sharp, you |
think we sensay (sh)?, Ima break it down audio display |
with some help from the Bad Boys mic on the play |
frontin’on my crew nigga crime don’t pay |
we’re back in ya face kickin’dirt all day |
Virgin niggas can’t rhyme, don’t try |
it’s a fact, you’ve been hitted by the Master-I |
Emcees wanna gun me, take my life from me It’s funny but still ain’t nothin’move but the money |
It’s on… |
Is time to hard? |
Time to rough? |
Feelin’like you had |
enough, we can make it, gotta try |
make a change, live your life |
Verse 2: |
Struggle it is, i’m goin’to back fully on with the tracks fully plats 88 zillion |
niggas carry on while I’ll place in funds |
and makin’some, the value it make 'em run |
grands and tons of rhymes, if you cope 'em once |
that you’re man over me Shorty rock 'em on Here it is in the cut climb ??? |
at the ??? |
the bomb shit blowin’like a bag of ??? |
mad She wrote a verse but it just don’t fit |
right in that shit with the niggas you running |
to role with, I told y’all motha controle |
the bowl with this microphone like a, it just |
don’t miss give somethin’to run with 'em on the |
block all the niggas we hold you see is ???, and still |
Emcees wanna gun me, take my life from me It’s funny but still ain’t nothin’move but the money |
It’s on… |
Is time to hard? |
Time to rough? |
Feelin’like you had |
enough, we can make it, gotta try |
make a change, live your life |
Verse 3: |
Geronimo got it locked up like ATM, blowin’the |
twenty with shortie in the gray B. M gettin dirty after dark like 4 AM and strokin' |
my little mami 'til her body say when |
I’m more amazing then a Spielberg flick mix it with |
a little bit of the Tarantino shit, Y’all know to quit while you’re movin’your head, see we stoppin' |
on the bank up in the game, enough said |
a team so strong what can stop me now |
y’all niggas better hopely taunt me now, and still |
Emcees wanna gun me, take my life from me It’s funny but still ain’t nothin’move but the money |
It’s on… |
Can’t you see that what I mean is the mon-ey |
Cant you see… |
yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Blunt records, Bad Boy collabo |
yeah I see |