lil kim - quiet storm remix lyrics
prodigy-“what the f-ck else could happen you know, i don’t think so once more
son, word to motha yo.
ive seen it all, been through it all, lettin yall n-gg-s know right now, word
to motha yo, for real for real.
lil kim- queen bee baby
lil kim
b.i.g.
mobb deep- “yo, yo, blowin n-gg-s with rusty -ss german things, keepin it
thorough as i m-th-f-ckin clame the fame, throw on your wet
suit , when it rains it pours, and all get hit wit the fall, don’t
even know it from a hole in the wall, get at me, n-gg-s wanna
clap me, b-tches wanna rat me, put it right where there back
be, keep my guns close to me, my enemies even closer,
tendin kikes wit the motorollas, yo give em the cold shoulder
wit a hollow tip to match, bad aluminum bats, obsessed wit gats,
since a little dude eatin n-gg-s food, buck 50, n-gg-s can
kill me but they coming wit me, how about that, send the queen
bee to attack, only a fly b-tch like that can leave them
relaxed, rock em to sleep, make em think the drama is dead,
yo i’ll smile in your face while im plottin instead.
chorus(2x)
lil kim&mobb deep- “uhh uhh, yo it’s the real sh-t, sh-t to make you feel
sh-t,
b-mp em in the club sh-t, have you wallen out
when you b-mp this(hip hop, hip hop) drugs to ya ear
drum the raw uncut, have a n-gg- o.d. cause it’s never
enough.
lil kim- “hot-d-mn-ho here we go again, light as a rock b-tch(uh)
hard as a c-ck b-tch(uh), this sh-t knock for blocks through hard
tops in the parkin lot, where my n-gg- rock like to spark a lot,
my brook-lon style speak for itself, like a wrestler another notch
under my belt, the embezzeler, chrome tresurer, the u-n-o
compet-tor, im ten steps ahead of ya, im a leader, yall on some
followin sh-t, come into this game on some modellin sh-t, b-tches
suck c-ck just to get to the top, i put a 100% in every line i drop,
its the q to the b with the m-o-b-b, queens bridge, brooklyn and
we d double e-p, wha, yall wish you had the life i live, a yo
prodigy, tell them what this is dunn,
chorus (2x)
prodigy- “i could never get enough of it, yo that’s my sh-t, i need that
sh-t
that real life sh-t, makes the b-tches wanna thug it, makes the
projects love it, we come through like f-ck it, you want probelms
persue it, lets do it, infamous mob bosses, chech out the
portrait at the round table, while you watch, attracted to our
style, this how we get down, wit big jewlery and big guns, we
busy and get grizzly, beat n-gg-s bl–dy, twist n-gg-s frontin,
get the runnin for the miss get the b-mpin, the benz get the
thumpin, mobb got the whole spot jumpin, when my n-gg-s step in the
place, d-mn you got to love it.”
chorous (2x)
Random Lyrics