| Whoo! |
| Haha, yeah!
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| Uh, this is how I put it down on the M-I
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| Can I, talk to y’all niggas for a second
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| Feel me, ya know I mean?
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| I want y’all niggas to get y’all Coronas, yeah
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| Get y’all muh’fuckin dutches, light y’all muh’fuckin haze up
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| Grab y’all yak ya know I’m sayin
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| Get some Courvoisier and all that, some cranberry
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| Matter fact take that shit straight cause I need niggas to feel me on this
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| Ya know what I mean?
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| Listen, listen
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| Yo, I don’t think you understand what I mean
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| When I aks you to Walk Witt Me, I got the hawk wit me
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| No talk wit me, in the yard wit my dickies (whoo!)
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| Young but I remind you of somebody in the sixties
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| I knew it was on when our God was shown
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| But I was caught up in the mix of some glittery shit
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| A.T. |
| him and Mase makin' mils wit it (damn!), I ain’t mad
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| But that shit wasn’t me (nah), had to get up off that
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| Jewelry and Cristal, couldn’t talk that
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| They my niggas though, I ain’t mad, I ain’t hatin'
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| To this day him and Busta got the best show (word up)
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| Ya know I’m sayin' yo fuck yo yo yo, yo feel me though
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| Back wit my niggas, Double R
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| Before X blew it up, before Eve was a star
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| We are the streets, they couldn’t wait for it
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| Interscope couldn’t wait to get a plate for it
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| Grammy night, couldn’t wait to get a date for it
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| Not, we sold over gold
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| Finally reached platinum status and near that is
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| Still in the hood, still tryin' to learn the biz
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| Jadakiss dropped a solo they lovin' his voice
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| I’m lovin' his shit but the hood thought it was moist
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| Styles P dropped Gangsta and a Gentleman
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| Hard, no need to speak but the promotion was weak
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| Sheek never had solo plans
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| Till I dropped a freestyle in the studio with some a my mans
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| Lobson tweaked that, Mario leaked that
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| Your shit hot you could bring the muhfuckin streets back
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| Nah, I dunno I’m just tryin' get a label
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| Sit behind the desk you know, watch a lil' cable
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| Put my lil' man out, throw a few grand out
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| Get into some pop music, put a rock band out
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| Got wit my nigga K, Kool and Whop
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| Green Lantern had my shit on the block (Hold me down)
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| Killed it in Flex now these labels tryin' to jump on our cock
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| If we could get Sheek album we’ll sign D-Block
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| P and Kiss was like fuck that we gettin' you off
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| We up in there, the rest of these labels is soft
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| Mario had a meetin' or two
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| Brought us to the U-N-I-V-E-R-S-A-L, what up Sue?
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| Y’all aks for it now I hit you in the head
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| I will sleep in my bed you don’t woke the dead
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| Feel me you keep truttin' I’m a hit you wit the lead
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| And leave your whole shit flatter than the first broke head
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| Thanks to y’all niggas it couldn’t be
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| Without Envy, Whoo Kid, Kool Kid and Ron G
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| My nigga Enuff, S&S, Capone
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| Chubby Chub, Sight for Sound and it’s on
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| Wordup this street shit right here mayn
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| Ya know I mean?
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| I love y’all niggas dawg
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| Y’all made a lot of shit possible
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| I gave y’all the heat, y’all distributed the shit
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| Y’all bumped that shit, y’all had faith in this shit
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| That’s why I love y’all shit
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| Whatever y’all need I got y’all niggas dawg
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| D-Block. |
| That’s street promotion right there man
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| Na mean? |
| Real respect real, hood respect hood
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| Gangsta respect gangsta, gangsta got no love for pussy
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| Yeah, Vinnie Idol, ha ha, Vinnie
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| This shit is knockin daddy, yo da next one
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| It’s on. |
| Yeah, D-Block!
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| I love y’all niggas. |
| One
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| Whoo! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Ain't Forget , by - Sheek Louch. Song from the album Walk Witt Me, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп