emilio rojas - trouble lyrics
feat. n.o.r.e.
(verse)
yeah, i be where the papi’s be, cakin’ off of papi seed
hunid 67, baby, i got the whole block wit me
i’m where the poverty created and economy and
everybody sellin’ souls and the devil’s on a shoppin’ spree
all my people going in and out of jail, i’m the lucky one
i never had no drugs to sell, i just want the type of paper
that you countin’ with a scale, so if they get indicted
i can be there with the bail
everybody think they real but n-body realistic
all my people doin’ numbers tryn not to be statistics
yeah, cause we don’t wanna see no prisons, but we out there on the strip
cause we don’t wanna lease no civics
nah, they don’t wanna see lightning smooth investment
but i been livin’ like a legend, tho
yeah
you be the one with all the answers
i’mma be the one who never forget to question ’em
if you go down
(hook)
it can go down, ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
it could go down
ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
it could go down
(city’s so cold, i can see my breath) x4
(verse)
yo, the new hector lavoe, you should respect me
them killas all around me gon’ protect me
and the condo is too flaws, sports car, fly sh-t two doors
all i need is two ?
and i’mma use they two jaws
catch me on the bronx where the choppers at
harlem sunday, where the proper at?
queens where they sell it and they use it where they chop it at
and n-gg-s gettin’ murdered on top of that
yeah, i f-ck her on her tip-toes, west coast
guns up in france, yeah, that’s french toast
bingoes, yeah told them n-gg-s been there and done that
decided they could run that, cuz all that brag come back
new york left rank quarterback, runner back
i don’t bring the quarter back
i just keep the number flat
my pose still on broadway
and eastwick, we do it by raw way
we do this sh-t all day
get them n-gg-s here in the hallway
(hook)
it can go down, ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
it could go down
ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
ain’t nothin’ but trouble round here
it could go down
(city’s so cold, i can see my breath) x4
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