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Cam'ron
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Ya'll Can't Live His Life
作词:Cameron Giles, G. Moore, Marc Shemer
Killa, Dipset, my nigga, DukeDaGod The movement moves on Got a lotta shit going on You left them bum ass niggaz, Koch right?
They I ain't cake together right? Well, fuck 'em It's lot a money over there B I ain't seeing nuffing, it's all good though
Adrian, Karen, I'ma hoffa in a minute You at asylum now, huh? The eight dollars a record is guaranteed, huh? Fuck Alan, gotta worry about fightin' for ya money The money's there, nigga
Proud of you nigga, you doing the damn thing Well, you know we doing the damn thing too, huh? Def Jam my partners, holla, Warner Bros my partners, holla Koch, my son, label, holla, they under the armpit, ya dig?
Now one thing's for sure, two thing's for certain Hustlers hustle, grinders grind and bitches is bitches Now a lot of niggaz be thinking like Cam be popping mad shit I'm allowed to pop shit
I fly G4's, I ride in Lamborghini's and Ferrari's And I ain't even go multi yet, how I get all this shit, huh? I get five million dollars in jewelry 'Cause I get money
I ain't gotta sell records to get my money I get it how I get it, ya dig? My man Zeke is doing three, they said he ran a ecstasy ring You know what a ecstasy ring is, huh?
I don't wanna talk about it My man Sarge is making four million a month That's what the Daily News said, not me What y'all know about 4 million a month?
My man Weed, sold got charged with kingpin charges in Buffalo I dunno if he was a kingpin or not I'm just telling you what the Buffalo Times said I'm surrounded by money
Now on the way to the top, you might have to slap Some kufis off or step on some bunions But you got to do what you got to do to get where you got to get Right Dash? Right hoffa? Fucking clown niggaz, man
Niggaz is clowns B, I guess niggaz is a group now, huh Y'all old ass niggaz y'all, should be The Supremes The Four Tops or something man They can't even control they bitch, man
Control ya baby motha, man, god damn B With no further adieu though Dipset, the movement, man DukeDaGod, Killa Cam, I'll hoffa, Killa
Lemme write a note, my cats, the type to tote They love me but my connect, ha, he'll slice ya throat He'll tie a rope, throw you off his nicest boat Made him thirty mill when thirty a gram was the price of coke
Think my life a joke? I been indicted folks Do I like it? Nope, I'm under a microscope A paid lawyer, word to mother, it's nice to know I been told I got a psychic slash sniper flow (That's dangerous)
I'm the shit, shit, I shit should rock a diaper, yo No homos though, a few things I'd like to know (What?) Like who the best, who the worst, who the greatest is? Like who needs some work in the hood, what's the latest at? 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
And we rock foreign cars, spaceship, modern taste Trailer load, lot of thanks, Shabba Ranks Ed Moffa gang, don't forget the Kuffa Gang Who got the bluest chain, two coupes moving lanes?
It's the set, baby, disrespect We pull techs live in the flesh, baby Beefing you want it, get deep and I done it I'ma smack you with a C note since you keep it a honey
Ha, ha, blood debase, skully, beef and broccoli's Only Manero, you know that could compete with papi That's Jaffe, yeah Jaffe Joe to all, Sloppy Joe Ten for copy, ho
Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life
I'm in the Zoo Every night B Come through in the white tee, icey But watch wifey, ooh I think she like me
I own liquor, fast money can't come finer Me and Jim sold more sizzurp than aunt Jemima Get what we want, Albuquerque to V Mont Chitown, Ohio, back to East Treemont
Diddy Bop in frinks, cop a army jacket Back to the crib, get my army ratchet Mac Milly clips, black act silly dick Hat clapped, cat face looking like a Philly split
Control the baddest bitties, Strokers to Magic City I'll stroke her, poke her, provoke her, grab her titties Get crucially crucial, hit the Pool Palace 112 visions, see my dude Alice
DIP, VIP, where we post up Girls going wild, shit put them ropes up Don't act, boo believe me, I'll smack you Now nice girls come on and let the trap through My ice varies, canaries in the raw I got niggaz, shook hands, scary when they form
And I be, I be, I be on that kryptonite Mami, mami, her lips are white, ooh she sucking dick tonight Now hit the crew off drama DukeDaGod She want the head like Dahmer, mama stupid hard
Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life Y'all can't live his life, y'all can't live his life
That's right, ya dig? I'm well respected Not in the city, not in the town, around the world They love me in London, they dig me in Germany They like me in Paris
What up Chicago? K-Town, you know what it is? Ohio, Cleveland, Youngstown, Cincinnati Columbus is my playground, holla Y'all can't fuck with this young money, we young and hungry It's Killa Season, the season has begun
You're all welcome, y'all all fucking welcome Harlem, 140th, Lennox
Yo check this out April 25th the movie, Killa Season May 9th, the album Killa Season The season has began
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