d i t c - da enemy lyrics
i drive up and down harlem blocks, iced out watch
knots in my socks, cops think, i’m selling rocks
pulling me over too see if i’m drunk
but i’m sober they wouldn’t f-ck with me if i drove a nova
listen colombo, you’re mad because your money come slow
and what you make in a year, i make in one show
now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
call me all kinda names, try to hurt my pride
you’re just mad ’cause i’m a young cat, pockets dumb fat
talkin’ ’bout where the gun at, i been there and done that
i’m through with that illegal life, i’m stayin’ legit
i love to see cars come cruisin’ bye and playin’ my sh-t
i walk around with six thou’ without a pistol, my whole click’s wild
i’m rich pal, no more sticks i’m makin’ hits now
i drink cristal, i’m through breakin’ laws
i don’t sell c-ke anymore, i do tours
so get that flashlight out of my face
to bring me down them jakes’ll do whatever it takes
word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
praying that i fall for the mouse trap, i doubt that
why do i end up in so much sh-t
i done came way too far to be callin’ it quits
jake wanna lock me up even though i’m legit
they can’t stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
aiyyo, enough’s enough, federals try to set me up
put me in cuffs and crush what i l-st into dust
plus, they want a n-gg- sewed, but they know
big joey crack ain’t never rat a cat that he know
fo’ sho’, death before dishonor, i left the streets alone
since tone deceased it almost killed his mama
so i’ma keep doin’ what i’m doin’
pursuin’ my dream ’til there enough cream to start my own union
and show these kids how legit it is
sh-t is real, i used to steal but now i own several businesses
so where’s your witness that you claim to have
sayin’ that i’m takin’ half, extortin’ new york and not payin’ tax
i’m layin’ back, playin’ the role, playin’ the low
but it’s the same ol’ joe so don’t get k.o.d
hey yo i’m gonna fry for what i never did
or catch a heavy bid, why don’t they just let a n-gg- live?
why do i end up in so much sh-t
i done came way too far to be callin’ it quits
jake wanna lock me up even though i’m legit
they can’t stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
why do i end up in so much sh-t
i done came way too far to be callin’ it quits
jake wanna lock me up even though i’m legit
they can’t stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
what would you do
if the vicious enemy
suddenly started comin’ at you
armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?
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