Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tonight , by - Reach The Sky. Song from the album So Far From Home, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 04.10.1999
Record label: Victory
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tonight , by - Reach The Sky. Song from the album So Far From Home, in the genre ХардкорTonight |
| Yo. |
| Yo. |
| check this out |
| YEAH! |
| MotherFUCKERS, C’MON! |
| MotherFUCKERS, c’mon B.I.G. |
| motherFUCKERS |
| B.I.G., motherFUCKERS |
| Two thou', B.I.G. |
| motherFUCKERS |
| ??, two thou', motherFUCKERS |
| ??, B.I.G. |
| motherFUCKERS |
| B.I.G. |
| at war, motherFUCKERS |
| B.I.G. |
| … we proceed. |
| to give you, what you need |
| I am. |
| as we proceed. |
| to give you all what you need motherFUCKERS |
| B.I.G., motherFUCKERS |
| OHHHHH SHIT!!! |
| Yo. |
| too much smoke in here man |
| Crack the fuckin window man |
| that’s how the fuck you went to jail last time nigga |
| The fuck wrong with you nigga. |
| the fuck man? |
| Ahh ehh. |
| stupid nigga man |
| Nigga fuck that |
| Yo. |
| yo! |
| Yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo. |
| yo Yo-yo-yo, yo. |
| yo Yo. |
| I make yo’mouthpiece obese like Della Reese |
| When I release, you loose teeth like Lil’Cease |
| Nigga please, blood floods yo’Dungarees |
| And that’s just the half on my warpath |
| Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater |
| than the average playa hater, and spectators |
| buy my CD twice; |
| they see me in the streets |
| They be like, Yo he nice, but that’s on the low doe |
| Be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show |
| I pull out fo'-fo's, and go up in they clothes |
| Short-change niggaz, snort-caine niggaz |
| Extortion came quicker, bought the Range nigga |
| Ya still tickle me, I used to be as strong as Ripple be til Lil’Cease crippled me Now I play hard, like my girls nipples be The game sour like like a pickle be, y’all know da rules |
| Move from BK to New Jeruz -- thinkin bout |
| all the planes we flew, bitches, we ran through |
| Now the year’s new, I lay my game flat |
| I want my spot back, take two |
| Motherfuckers mad cause I blew, niggaz envious |
| Too many niggaz on my dick, shit strenuous |
| When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina |
| Slugs missed ya, I ain’t mad at cha (we ain’t mad at cha) |
| Blood rushin, concussions, ain’t nothin |
| Catch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin |
| Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin |
| I laced it wit the basic, six TV’s a system |
| Knockin Mase shit, face it, we hard to hit |
| Guard ya shit, 'fore I stick you, for your re-up |
| Wipe the pee up, mixed shots, woke your seed up Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up, LONG KISS |
| Chorus: Joe Hooker |
| Y’all can’t see this. |
| That this might be the night. |
| This might be the night that’s right, that’s right |
| This might be the night. |
| (kiss your ass goodbye) |
| Niggaz playin they hands wrong, that’s why they won’t last long |
| Finessed, what I was dealt with from the day I was born |
| While you bent up on that corner, niggaz plottin and scheamin |
| Up in them little holes, be creepin wit mad demons |
| Niggaz knows, not to fuck with my dough |
| Niggaz know not to fuck with this little bro I’m ten seconds hit’n’go |
| Black mask black truck chrome rims Chuck Timbs |
| Enough to confuse, any witness |
| Strongest of calibers, is what we only travel wit |
| You gotta get hit, your man did, so you got a hand in it Extort y’all, once friends, now we gotta cross y’all |
| You know the niggaz with the biggest balls set the new laws |
| and flip fours, have em washin drawers while you up North |
| Gat to your jugular, getting your salad tossed |
| Overhearin niggaz situation, sayin, Like we thought |
| Sittin on the stand with no remorse |
| Yo, yo how we do niggaz, I don’t beef I shoot niggaz |
| If I can’t get the main character, a few niggaz then |
| I don’t need no gin to boost me I got enough steam to blow, somebody gotta go I got fire in my heart, guns in my car |
| Cash in my Carharts, it ain’t hard to get em like blaow when I hit em, the nigga shit his drawers |
| when the 40-pound hit him, the fuck these niggaz thought? |
| Could it be the fame, maybe it’s the 2 Benz or would it be the same if I couldn’t claim those? |
| Fuckin with, hoes ?? |
| Cock sucker beat it while you bleed it on the dashboard |
| Niggaz get, what they hand call for, again bricks |
| You get deaded, I get erections, over revenge |
| Can you get a quiet spot in the shade, for a breeze |
| I lay a nigga down and steam roll away ?? |
| I never thought it would be like this |
| I never thought it would be like this |
| Always thought you would be here |
| Always thought you would be by my side |
| I never thought it’d be like this |
| OH GOD I MISS YOU! |
| C'MON!YEA! |
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|---|---|
| Wherever You Go | 2001 |
| This Sadness Alone | 2001 |
| Raincheck | 2001 |
| Before Too Long | 2001 |
| As The Sun Fell On Summer | 2001 |
| The Miles Before Us | 2001 |
| Catch The Last Train | 2001 |
| Sometimes | 2004 |
| The First Few Days | 1999 |