Ashanti
Ashanti - Skit lyrics
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[Irv Gotti] We interrupt this program Of the beautiful world of Ashanti Chapter 2 To bring you to the streets According to Black Child [Black Child] Yo, yo, yo Let's getit together United ghettos of America Gangsta's across the world And them sick n****z are scared of us We're blacks in the area There's more than six hundred Quarter to eights, with pretty women getting It's a few fourths and fifths Cos it's ??? in numbers It's a hundred and eighty seven degrees this summer We the meanin' of leanin' Spittin' hot sixteens Pushin' the rock on top You can't stop my cream It starts in the hard I'm in the heart of Queens holla Murder Inc. doing their thing regardless One, two and gangsta's anthem A ball city hustler, young black and handsome Black Child always keep his hands on his Millions on my mind, with grands for my grandson Understandin' he always keep the canon You can ??? and get help from ??? Murder, yeah, y'all know it y'all It's murda yeah, the street knowin y'all It's murda, uh huh, the world knows it y'all It's murda, uh huh, it's murda yeah Word to God, it's murda for life, you heard It's Black Child, soldiers story comin' right after this No, I.G. let's proceed to break 'em off With some of thar princess gangsta-ness Huh, murda