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Tragedy Khadafi feat. Nas & N.O.R.E.
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Yo Yo Peep the black moses literature on pure dosage From a landscape of kuwait, jakes and Vulture Too many of us lose focus Due to the fact that We all just a bunch of soldiers foul cultures! Funny how the streets mold us Allah told us in the cages where they hold us Its much colder Then babies follow our footsteps the way we rep They model us leave a richer nigga dead and wet thought We learn the same jewels But it seems we forget tho yeah (forgot the jewels) Should knew what love is before we learn what a thug is Now we left the seeds to be raised by they mothers Ive seen hood raised brothers kill to many of us A thin line between the haters and the ones who love us A thinner line from the freedom and the foul judges In the streets where the snake niggas hold grudges Music make this thug come down (feel that) Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Yo Yo I know you hate to hear the drama but drama's all we know We laugh with the rich cats when they leave we switch back Somebody asked yo how he get that with his bitch ass Comin' through on the humble just to chit chat He used to be down on the corner with us He was born with niggas but know he's on to mad figgas With mad bitches a sharp dresser Cool nigga but about to be called out By the heart testers never known for bustin his chrome Wasn't soft but wasn't respected till he was grown School he graduated somebody you could say had made it While we stayed in the projects walking the pavement Everybody has their ups and downs But this one kid had stayed rich While we slang the grave shifts "I'm tired of it!" said a cat whose name I'mma leave anonymous Cuz he might take it as some kind of diss Anyway he saw him driving up inside the projects Tried to stick him but he got bodied in the process The victor had become the victim Thought he had a smooth nigga caught But a smooth nigga licked him Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Yo Jose Luis gotcha golden guns Frank Sinatra Amigo sancha all on the scene with binocular Fajardo Bayamon me and Ramon Chrome K-Tone back to San Juan my pops home Sit on the throne like a king of my ca' Take mine genuine laced up laid up Yo? Que Pasa? ven aqui yo you and your hijo Perico Puerto Rico Manny's hijo Chico He kept his heat low by his feet though Came with mami chula grande cula Little menuda smoke buddah fatty bangin' plus the bitch cuta Que linda you should seened her Iraq rush ya premises the nemesis Drinkin Guinesses What! for Revelation on the Genesis The Nazis and worn papi call up Khadafi I'm on today we staying bent all day And put the lye out in your mug like ashtray Cabron! Castellano Too many people in my cypher bloody up my visiano Too much weakness the German secret laid my pregame down You just a hijo slap you with the black heat though I'm all about my clique blowing up people showing up Cnn what! we want the gold nothin less Buddah bless me caress me bitches here too sex me Undress me suck me off Crunch much like a Nestle Suck it off suck it off suck it off suck me off Suck it off suck it off suck it off suck me off Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down Music make this thug come down All the way down Music make this thugs come down