Amil

Amil - 4 Da Fam lyrics

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 Featuring beanie sigeljay-z & memphis bleek



[memphis bleek]

Yeah yeah (uh uh)

Memph manmy nigga tah phife

This ones for the family (what's up? )

Understand meyeah (uh-huh)

We gonna do it right

For all these bitch ass niggas talkin gangsta (r-o-c)

We dem killasrealand in studio

Check it outyo



Aiyothis time it's for my familywe ride or die

It's in the blood til the deathnow aim for the sky

My four blow fo showfo doefor only

It's moneydrugs and hot slugs

You know bleek squeeze hammers til they nail me

Fuck wha niggas tell me

Street scholarkeep firin is wha they tell me

Drug chemistthug nigga be named memphis

Straight from da borough of dem b.k. niggas

Where we rob for the fun of ithustle for the drug of it

Rap money in rubba-bandsjust for the love of it

Straight from my ghettowe listen to heavy metal like

Desert eaglesstreet sweepersloud metal

It's hit an run nowmotherfuck anyone of you

We dem niggas be in ya crib just like fruniture

Pop up wit the gun in ya

Release one for zero-zero m (yeah)

Bleek-r-o-c (yeah yeah) dot com (yeah)



[beanie sigel]

This philly cat back at it

Still throwin crack at it

Still fuckin wit them crack-atics

Still bust'em wit them black matics

It's ain't the bucksit's the rush

You tryin to get my ass at it

They say I think ass backwards

Fuck how I actas long as I stackit's all math-matics

Our tracks nicehug the block ta tract dice

Late nightclub nightmac attract dikes

I pull upcadillac truck nice

Two gunsyou know mac pack gat twice

Gets that crack back wit that ice

No joke wit the cokeI wips that right

No doubtnever droubtgets that price (uh)

It gets that nicewhen you live that live

Papi knows yours name and you ditched that wife nigga

It's gets stacked green niggait gets stacked chain nigga (uh uh)



[amil]

I get forty g's a feature now

Hold franklins like a aretha now

In the sl two seater now

And I'm in nuthin but diamonds

I'm the illest female that you heard thus far

Five-five with the thirty-four b-cup bra

I don't fuck wit dem cats who ain't up to par

I get niggas for cashclothesjeweleriesplus cars (uh)

I'm talkin rent money (uh)I'm talkin bank money (uh)

I'm talkin martha keats step of wit the rent money

Movin on uptwo in the sauna

Still ride through the blockpull up on the cornaplus

Give me an inch so I can take a mile

I bring life like a new born naked child

Bitches tryin ta come upgotta wait a while (uh-huh)

As of nowamil-lion (yeah) just played ya style

(you dealin wit)nigga



[jay-z]

Thethe rocthe thethe roc

(let me talk to y'all niggas real quick)

Thethe rocuh uhthe roc



Yoy'all niggas truly ain't ready for this "dynasty" thing

Y'all thinkin "blake carrington"I'm thinkin more like "ming"

I got four nephewsand they all right in

They all young and wildplus they all like things

And I'm havin a childwhich is more frighting

But cha'll about to witness is big business kid

Big bossescockyand big benzsesses

Come through flossin'em shiny rims it is

An office don't pop up in their sentences

I think you understand what type of event this is

I don't think you know I focus young memphis is

Or I see was so realwhen you add on amil

This is much more than rapit's black ontraponors

Clothingmovieand filmswe come to conquer it all

Roc-a-weareighty mill likeeighteen months

You could bullshit wit rap if you wantmuthafuckers

When it's all said and donewe gon see what's what

Holla at hovI'll be in the cut (whathuh)



Thethe rocthe thethe roc

Thethe rocthe uhthe roc (you rollin wit)

The rocdynasty niggas (whoop)

Uh-huhget'cha mind rightc'mon

Roc-a-fella records2000 nigga

Get'cha mind rightholla                      
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