Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song To My Advantage , by - Pete Rock. Song from the album Petestrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.05.2011
Record label: Bbe
Song language: English
To My Advantage |
| Start to finish |
| I’m hard to hint it |
| Taking trips out |
| To marthas vineyard |
| Disappear |
| God forbidden |
| Turn my phone off |
| Start swimmin |
| Kennedy trial |
| The sharks bit him |
| Swallowed him half |
| The other half |
| Still left on the plane |
| He died fast |
| With incredible pain |
| Chef rain |
| When its dry out |
| Never die out |
| 50 years |
| Sleek hoes at the hideout |
| Like britney spears |
| Give me stares at the club |
| An handshakes in v.I.p |
| Every nigga need to |
| Pyp |
| Play they part |
| Time fly by |
| Shots goin off |
| For columbine high |
| Little white kids |
| Takin walks |
| On the crime side |
| Never come back |
| Type of thing |
| Turn america black |
| Are you ready for that? |
| Or you ready for |
| The nuclear war |
| They push a button |
| Shits through when you cough |
| I heard cheap skates |
| Rock Enyce |
| See me |
| I rather go Guess |
| While ya’ll order |
| Shit outta eastbay |
| My feet stay |
| In some hot shit |
| Months in advance |
| Like the athletes |
| Shoppin like |
| Its no tax week |
| I bump ass cheek niggas |
| Bitches that’s cool |
| My hood rats |
| Turn to raccoons |
| And smash goons when its called for |
| Friends patch wounds |
| And its all love |
| We share the same plate |
| Until the last spoon |
| Try talkin |
| With my mouthful |
| Doubtful niggas |
| Changin they views |
| Wonderin |
| If I’m comin out soon |
| I outdo rappers on they own track |
| How true |
| And never once |
| Pulled a slouch move |
| None of the time |
| Next to me you’ll be |
| Numero dos |
| Hundres of rhymes |
| Shootin them off |
| Every which way |
| My shit spray |
| At the same time |
| My shit stay up to par |
| What the fucks up with yalls? |
| Odds an evens |
| Its hard to beat him |
| I’m like |
| Lou Del Valle |
| When he bobbin n weavin |
| One shot dropped the champ |
| Had the garden screamin |
| I counter your style |
| With a sparring season |
| Try to go hard |
| No holds barred |
| My crew bogard |
| The rap regiments |
| Black greminlinz |
| Retired with some platinum plaques |
| We got benefits |
| Performed some of my hits |
| On letterman |
| Down to jenny jones |
| Recognized in many homes |
| If the jordans ain’t out |
| I got the pennys on |
| Laces out like the bookings |
| Just the way that Run did it |
| I take this fuckin rap game |
| An run with it |
| Double xl |
| Tell me where ya guns hidden |
| I’ll bet you take one of the slugs that come with it |
| Life is hectic |
| Switch my wife every 90 seconds |
| An make white boys buy my records |
| The paul mcartneys |
| You’ll never catch me with courvoisier |
| On i95 |
| With crack in the car seat |
| High speed chase |
| Nowadays |
| Niggas high be laced |
| They walk around with that grimey face |
| Just the thug shit |