Lost Boyz
Lost Boyz - Ghetto Jiggy songtekst
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(Freaky Tah/Cheeks talking) Right now, ay you know how we do LB fam, one shot dealers, we killas Why everybody thinkin this funny? Fuck with LB fam you get laid down loud Word up we make the realest, come through with killas Check it out LB fam's my crew, you know how we do What we do, we stay true Come on now, now, now How we gets down now, now New York City now, now OK, alright, OK, alright, alright Word up, Napolean, Ralph Lauren Mr. Cheeks, back in that ass How we do it LB fam style C'mon, uh, yeah, uh, what (Lost Boyz now, OK, alright, OK, alright, OK, OK, alright) (Cheeks) Many mistakes made, masses committed Any hot chick that was wit it I was out to hit it I keep a Yankee fitted, my world stay spinnin I seen them faggot niggas grinnin from the whole beginnin Me and my team, man we live life and gettin green Hot chicks up on the scene, kid we sittin mean Jewelry's shinin, ghetto cash, mastermindin Livin life inside the rough but shine like a diamond I'm tryna make it happen livin life day to day They say play the way, well that's the only way we play Families seem like the real enemy A true, true friends of me is trees and Hennessy I love the ghetto life, FDR city lights Burnin L's inside the truck, duckin blue and whites I play two parts to this, negative and positive But bottom line, understand man I gotta live (Hook) 2x So work wit me understand how I come, ghetto jiggy Niggas where you from? New York City The spot where we keep the whips pretty Cops and these chicks act shitty, ay yo (Bitches and these cops act shitty) Ay yo, I never asked for this, I just wanna rap ??? ??? ???,make some figgas, give my niggas that See me shinin think ya shit is honky dory Behind the scene it's a real different story The mad junction, can't let it stress me I'm at my best, son ya best won' test me? Once again it's on, official burn out Don't look, puzzled ???? faces how it turn out Once in a while I take the train just to clear the brain People ask me 'what's the deal kid, it's just the same' You know the night-runners, nothin major Don't let me and my bullshit invade ya I know you probably, got problems of ya own No need for you to zone Understand, I love this game, it mean a great deal to me It's my life, can you image how it feel to be? (Hook) I remember when ???????? It don't even to start me to reminiscin About the past when we wasn't gettin no cash Had the skills, but like a hot chick wit no ass It meant nada, I gotta get my gid on I need some chedda in my pocket, hot shit on The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the end, too Starin at that, evil that us men do Basically it's LB fam all night And ain't nothin wrong doin it all night Ghetto Jiggy (Hook) 5x