AZ

AZ - Vendetta songtekst

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(feat. Fresh, Ralo) 



[Intro: AZ] 

Yea, it's overdue right here 

Ya'll know what it is.. 



[Verse 1: AZ] 

The dead is gone, the world welcomes new borns 

A thousand-bookies is sworn in uniform 

No application for - snitches, niggaz, but you can join 

Just get your coins, and start droppin' dime 

Superiority, I can stop time 

And I am the minority, so who can knock mines? 

Purposely placed here on purpose to shine 

Home, purchased on furnace, my concerns is to grind 

Get some M's, then gettin' to win 

And transfer all U.S. currency for yen 

A few friends, few next to kin 

Yes it's true, I flew through in that Flurizan Benz 

Show room shoppin', coppin' rims, I'm top-ten 

Niggaz gon' respect my pen 

Survived in two droughts, two seperate games 

So I shout, "Who'll slouch, get outta my lane" 

My homey's homey did ten in chain 

So we set-up in Tony's rome, and I picked out his brain 

I explained it's bigger game then just street nigga fame 

Them same thoughts I fought like Sugar Shane 

Reachin' the next chapter after of life after I mastered 

Fuck it Fresh, address these little bastards 



[Verse 2: Fresh] 

Uh, yea, yea 

I'm reachin' for the Range doors on the truck 

The European stitched strong in the guts 

My nigga M3's doors liftin' up 

Uh, Fresh sick wit dough, got Danbury pictures goin' off the dust 

And the Cranberry Six growin' off the guts 

Light pink heavy wit strong of the cuts 

Actin' like steady bitch, knowin' you a slut 

And after we get finished ma knowin' you won't cut 

And you know I'm in the truck, and deep dishin' it 

Fire's are Six, the kid keep kickin' shit 

Pies of the brick, the kid keep flippin' shit 

I insist the stag' and seen different shit 

Bubble face your par' wit see fish in it 

Bubble great, ponair's wit clean kinesh shit 

In Duffle bag by Guc' 

The white double-stitch, on the hall, that's Emilio Puc' 

Flow Rivers in the booth and I'm speakin' the truth 

So listen up, young niggaz cuz I'm speakin' for fuse 

Uh, yea 



[Outro: Ralo] 

The bigger it is nigga, the harder it falls 

Niggaz scared of LL, nigga give us the ball... 



Listen to this man 

I want ya'll to listen real close and real careful man 

There ain't seldom is niggaz born wit all the five senses 

The five senses are now, listen to this and listen to this shit close 

Cuz this is when a nigga is a last level nigga 

First of all, you had to been born wit automatic understanding of the game 

You had to have been wit automatic understanding of the game from birth 

Then you gotta be unadulterated R-rated 

You gotta know how to spit that dialogue in some form of fashion 

Whether it's just talking or it's rapping 

Then you gotta be law of the nourishing 

Once you getting motion, then you get focused 

You get hot, that you cannot be motherfucking stopped 

Then on top of that you gotta have lyrical sense on a massive level 

Some niggaz got it on minus, some niggaz got it on maiden 

Some niggaz got it on the massive, Massive is the last level 

Then on top of that it gotta be written in your script 

The script... the script... the script... 



Yo real niggaz you can't break 

And real nigga you can't make 'em man 

We've been big niggaz all of our life man 

Answered to nobody man, and wake and go wherever they take us man
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