feat lil kim junior mafia dj clue - chinatown ( feat. lil' kim & junior mafia ) - dj clue lyrics
[lil’ kim]
yeah how many haters can stand the rain
(queen bee entertainment i’m runnin sh-t now)
this is only a test
la la la la la
(what we told you it was comin’)
la la la la la la la la
(we in front of the scenes
and in back of the scenes
so what you gon do now)
la la la
[lil’ kim]
b-tches wanna front on me
but know not to come to me
i keep ten glocks
ten rotts up in front of me (grr)
like they sprayin’ sumthin’ (sprayin’ sumthin’)
like they sayin’ sumin (sayin sumthin’)
i gets my bark on like i’m dmx or somethin’ (what)
my reach is like louis stiff eighty-four
yours is like evander seventy-seven slow
thanks to taebo
i’m thirty two and o
when i catch a knock out b-tches bring the cops out
two for five spots
i tear the rocks out
pop the tops out then clear the spot out (yea outta here)
n-gg- or b-tch you don’t want no problems (f–kin’ -ssholes)
my revolver is a quick problem solver
don’t never think i’m slippin’ (why)
b-tch i ain’t dumb
i carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun
hatin -ss n-gg-s
i treat you like a b-tch
strap on a fake d-ck and stick you where you sh-t
i got warriors that’s three time felons
leave ya body swellin’
leakin from ya melon
and it ain’t no tellin’ when the bodies start smellin’
somebody took the story and sold it to helen kelly
the guns and thing you sing about bring em out
like i thought y’all havin a gun drought
i’m a millionaire
i ain’t rhymin for the cash
i’ma relax and let my n-gg-s get in ya -ss
[larc banger]
all ya’ll n-gg-s is narrow straight parrel
n-gg- like banger make you swallow the barrel
(swallow it)
criminal i ain’t tryna battle
(neva dat) on a ground or gravel
through four make the hollows travel
[mr. bristal]
i got montana nines more tangled lines
who wanna wine and dine with bris get in line
i fight like i rhyme n-gg-s thirsty to shine
can’t jack mine
i’m one of a kind
[larc banger]
die slow y’all n-gg-s is dust like pyro
you sleep with your eyes close
might as well be blind fold
see how much my nine hold blast my one
dos tres to the cuatro cinco
reload b-tch
[mr. bristal]
how you want it
head or gut
you soft like baby b-tt (i like that)
when these brooklyn n-gg-s come threw
their jewels they tuck
for what
intimidated how we hop out the truck
or the s type jag
y’all n-gg-s straight f-g
[chorus: lil’ cease]
this is for my n-gg-s who ain’t never have sh-t
ridin round town with gun in m-sses
copped out the ten years but only had six
all the ghetto hoods with only one bad b-tch
[lil’ kim]
this is for my b-tches who ain’t never have sh-t
settin n-gg-s up for all they stashes
love cats with roleys and carti gl-sses
nasty hoes who take it in they -sses
[lil’ cease]
i ain’t gotta tell y’all n-gg-s where i’m from
i ain’t never tell no b-tch when i c-m
i’m far from a lame you will never see me run
you know how we do it beef jump into it
m.a.f.i.a.’s the gang max out the squadron
nine millimeter team
mack 11 mobs men
who said we ain’t rich
kim’s bling cost a fortune
queen bee n-gg-s shootin anything crawlin
from now on it’s on when i catch you n-gg-s snorin
any fresh event you can bet n-gg-s sportin
betta leave town catch a flight in the mornin
get the cold out ya eyes somebody bout to die
three n-gg-s got beef three n-gg-s got to go
hit em all in the row like tic tac toe
where you start is where you finish at
show y’all the meanin of fam
remember dat
[chorus: lil’ cease]
this is for my n-gg-s who ain’t never have sh-t
ridin round town with gun in m-sses
copped out the ten years but only had six
all the ghetto hoods with only one bad b-tch
[lil’ kim]
this is for my b-tches who ain’t never have sh-t
settin n-gg-s up for all they stashes
love cats with roleys and carti gl-sses
nasty hoes who take it in they -sses
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