La The Darkman
La The Darkman - Shine songtekst
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[la the darkman] Uh uhfor the niggas in black vigors Behind the wheel drinkin liquors Everybody wanna shine For the niggas rockin timsfuck cars and rims Yoeverybody wanna shine Yomy dimensionspossessedluccibitchescess Lessonscomputerswhipsand bulletproof vests I can't be doneme and screwface one on one I drink wit bums in the slums where I shoot my guns Enforce onesup north in the acthrow a strap I got niggas down southholdin nines in cadillacs Lettin trees blowfor niggas sniff snow inside the disco I hold a big pistolto crack your brain crystal Cream like joe pisco'I fuck your bitch yo Right through her piss hole Long dick like a missle Split the black dutchwhile the bracelet on my wrist glow Cough if I spit mo'sold my lexcop the benzo My niggas come outta sing-seng buff like lou ferrigno The rhyme sayerquicker ruger nine sprayer Rich lifestyle like a young nba player And I'm tied to the mob like that guncalled tommy Shoot through your armanishoot at guiliani Shoot at illuminatifuck everbodyit's the darkman (understand that right there) Chorus For the niggas in black vigorsbehind the wheel drinkin liquors Everbody wanna shine For the niggas is rockin timsfuck cars and rims Yoeverybody wanna shine For the niggas that lock downed for bustin caps wit four pounds Everybody wanna shine For the niggas in lexus cruisers wit cocked back rugers Yoeverybody wanna shine [la the darkman] Yoyou wanna be me Sometimes I'm on the blocksometimes I'm on the tv My crew's greedylike boom boom mancini La's song buy weedyswahili? sadeeky? Professionalhold my toast by my testicals I used to peddlebut three times two equal the devil Blinded by the iceand the savage way of life To no valeniggas get money in small scales Start smokinlike they don't know crack kills A freak niggagot turned down by a female Didn't know he sucked deathwhen he just inhale I rap lifecocaineniggas wit no brain Sellin crack for fifteen years wit no game That's a damn shamecheck the result of bein broke Havin no whipno labno money for smoke He stressed outreally not knowin what life's about Jewelsjewelsjewelsjewels Chorus [la the darkman] Yoyodunn I'm felt Gun in my waisttight belt New york streets hotthe bottom of my wallees melt I need wealthpuffin my lah by myself Blessedwit food clothes and health And big whipsshorties say I got a big dick My first videoI rock twenty outfits The benz 6got me wanna flip ten bricks Vcr headrest watchin scarface flicks I politicwit ex consold catsdrug dons Niggas that's known to take a arm for a arm I move calm as a lion of juddahblack garbudda Silent as a baseheadsuckin on his hooter Cuz cash rulesthat's why I study new jewels And keep toolsto create blood pools For new crewsrapperson my territory I cock back the fifthand make em his-tory Remember himthe kid wit the big jesus em-blem Threw shells from the toasthad his bones tremblin NiggaI'm the cat y'all be talkin about dunn Chorus Cuz I shine niggashine on nigga (what) Straight shine nigganawmeanword up The sun gon burn out (stay shininand stay spicy) I'mma shine till the sun burn out Straight upwordthe embassymy family The embassymy familyyeah