Mase

Mase - Blood Is Thicker songtekst

Je score:
What what
 For my family  nigga
 This for my family  nigga
 H World in here (Yeah)
 All Out in here (Yeah)
 Bad Boy in here (Yeah)
 Some nigga's don't never learn
 Don't never learn  uh

 You know we used to see eye to eye  now it's just hi and goodbye
 You gon' go against the fam'  damn  why you wanna die?
 I know where you reside right there on the East Side
 Street wise  I don't just roll alone we ride
 Loon all smoked up, Meeno wanna rob you
 J might feel you, Hud wanna kill you
 Mase wanna let it slide, Stase wanna get you high
 And walk you in that wrong building
 Now you at the wrong place, and it's at the wrong time
 You got a long face cuz now you see this long Nine
 But whatchu lookin' scared for, nigga?
 You only in some things you ain't prepared for
 It ain't that you not my man, but Mase my man more
 And family is the only thing I stand for
 Blinky Blink, yo, I know alotta nigga's tell you this, dog
 But I would die for you nigga

 1 - [Mase & Harve]
 Blood is thicker than all this here
 Don't be worrying 'bout the cars, the clothes
 The money or these hoes
 Blood is thicker than all this here
 Cuz anything you love in life
 You can't take it when you go

 Blood is thicker than all this here
 Don't be worrying 'bout the cars, the clothes
 The money or these hoes
 You know blood is thicker than all this here
 You heard me, blood is thicker than all this
 Blood is thicker than all this, blood is thicker than all this

 [Mase]
 I'll be whatever you call this
 I'm Cash Money like them Hot Boys in New Orleans
 That thin vest you got on, slugs'll go through all this
 And burn, so when you see me salute and fall in
 I'm real and only the real would understand me
 Got love for my nigga's that's why the chicken's can't stand me
 Wasn't for your mami I woulda got the grammy
 But that's what nigga's get goin' against they family
 Know a boy dealin' with Stase, get dealt with manly
 Whatchu think the cops could do, come and can me
 Bell was Plan A, nigga's go wit Plan B and end no where
 Cuda Love or Cardan, bein what about Dre
 That's my nigga, going against Stase I clap my nigga
 When money involved it get solved with automatics
 You don't mess wit' me, you mess wit' Hud and there you have it

 Repeat 1

 And truthfully a nigga can't do nuthin' to me
 On the real you know my nigga B.I.G. used to school me
 Said never do a show for less than a QT
 If a nigga get to you, he gon' get through me
 And if a mugger move wrong I put one in his coffee
 If a nigga shoot at you, you know he gotta shoot at me
 More then less, my mother used to warn me for the best
 Said Mase, nigga's gon' love you, nigga, long as you fresh
 Long as you hot, long as you cop
 Long as you not that nigga who be doin' never come through the block
 But think about it now Mase, who wouldn't love you alot
 You take nigga's around the world with girls suckin they cock
 But just because a nigga ride witchu, fly witchu, high witchu
 That don't mean when bullets come he gon' die witchu
 It be them niggas you be knowing that long
 You be killed, run up the block with your new Rolley on
 Don't be quick to flip a nigga brick and spend what's on
 Cuz if they recognize you stole them pots, bring the war
 Now you could skate now or stick around
 But don't be afraid to call the name when this all go down
 You feelin' me now?
 Cuz if I'm showing you something that you never seen
 Then you gon' shake when you see this dusty M-16 come off the shelf
 I know we kill for what but what they brought
 Nigga we came to kill you, got the gun put in sto'
 And what about the block nigga's, can't get nuthin' in his coat
 Cuz them the same nigga's we took 'em on, they wanted to smoke
 So leave them niggas there

 Repeat 1

 I'm a Harlem World nigga (Fuck Harlem World)
 I'm a BK nigga (Fuck BK)
 I'm a BX nigga (Fuck BX)
 I'm a QB nigga (Fuck QB)

 I'm a Long Island nigga (Fuck Long Island)
 I'm a Jersey nigga (Fuck Jersey)
 I'm a Down South nigga (Fuck Down South)
 I'm a up North nigga (Fuck up North)
 I'm a West Coast nigga (Fuck the West Coast, yo)
 I'm a East Coast nigga (Fuck East Coast)
 I'm a Midwest nigga (Fuck the Midwest)
 I'm a A-T-L nigga (Fuck A-T-L)

 Where all my Bad Boy nigga's (Fuck Bad Boy)
 Where all my Ruff Ryder nigga's (Fuck Ruff Ryder)
 Where all my Suave House nigga (Fuck Suave House)
 Where all my Cash Money nigga (Fuck Cash Money)

 Where all my Harlem World nigga's at (Fuck Harlem World)
 Where all my Tennesee nigga's at (Fuck Tennessee)
 Where all my Chi-town nigga's at (Fuck Chi-town)
 Where all my St. Louis nigga's at (Fuck St. Louis)
 Where all my B'more nigga's at (Fuck B'more)
 Where all my Philly Philly nigga's at (Fuck Philly, yo)
 Where all my VA nigga's at (Fuck VA)
 Where all my North Cackie nigga's at (Fuck North Cack)
 Where all my South Cackie nigga's at (Fuck South Cack)
 Where all my LA nigga's at (Fuck LA, yo)
 Where all my Texas nigga's at (Fuck Texas, yo)
 Where all my Detroit nigga's at (Fuck Detriot)
 Where all my Miami nigga's at (Fuck Miami)
 Where all my Little Rock nigga's at (Fuck Little Rock, yo)

 Yo', I ain't gon' be screamin' all these nigga's names
 Man, I'm outta here
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Bad Boy Records (5)

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Uitgegeven in: 1999

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Double Up (1999)

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