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bekim - wu 97' lyrics

anes intro +
the best is in the building
bes aliju
bekim the blessing
wu 97

yah yah
wu baby supreme
fortune family 02 gang 44 ave

see when you spittin like the devil
how do ya find heaven ?
like back in 97′
i was two in 97
mama had me in the car seat
bumpin wu in 97
n+ggas been smoking loud
& now my funk flexin
till i’m on 105 spazzing every .1 seconds
punch lines jaw breakin
ya been chin checkin
ya’ll see a pen
for me it’s a deadly weapon
i’m taking food & taking you
& seconds won’t come in second n+gga
dj’s gotta get a clue
the mirage in a desert storm
i’ma abstract art
pablo in another form
so firm
esco with the bars
lines is raw
since the genesis
no remorse
of course
no flaws
i’m sick i’ll k!ll em all
find sp+ce to dig em alll
then they names on the rip
off rip i’m rippin off
yeah motherf+cker i said what i said
we them 02 boys like you owe us bread
fortune family put the mob on your head
and i can’t listen to know rappers that i know i’m better than
yall n+ggas ain’t trapping
beats is getting to your head
you ain’t thuggin’
you ain’t gunnin’
all that talking hot is dead
ya n+ggas ain’t sayin nada
dms armada
i be on the move
sippin on la strada
some keep it clean
some are smoking on the grabba
some pray to god
n+gga some pray to allah
either f+ckin way they’ll send you for the dollars
got a bad b+tch waiting for me in the sala
hopefully she for me & not for the product
i’m still grateful my n+gga
mashallah
grew up in the 102
where n+ggas try to front on you
rob the plug & the connect
the static have scars stuck with you
we still takin w’s
a feature issa dub for you
yeah you think she f+ck with you
but she don’t really f+ck with you
i shot you up out the barrrell without kicking a crab
ya sun is out here shining
& you want more than that?
these n+ggas mad & never heard jesus brag
in my city we all carrying & chasing a bag
i make chess moves like d6
battleship get you seasick
watch out for these n+ggas
allways frontin like a prefix
man they don’t do it for hip hop
only here for a pit stop
rappers is child’s food
lunchables in a ziplock
times is crazy
i don’t got the time for wackjobs
ima leader give a f+ck about a wack boss
ya b+tch a cheater & i test her
guess she failed dog
guess that’s what guessing gets
our world is so
dog eat dog
ya n+ggas so soft
not soft like b+lls
not soft like cause ya in ya feelings all day
ya soft like p+ssy
ya soft all gushy
ya soft
ya b+tch ass n+ggas ya fake

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