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scarlney - take rap to a new step lyrics

[sryan]
blowin up they call us uptown shiners original hot boy$
baby, im one of my time i draw
the line between love and disaster tears before laughter
but who gonna cry my style ya wrist bling bling
and no mo’ dying for no gain picture that
swallow that lolly pop forget that you be walkin
but sh-t happens and f— it, we’re gonna
do it, that’s why you like
comin’ through after 1 or 2 and havin’ a
gun, and n—as will exterminate you
no future f—in’ with you ain’t no
f—ing bama i’m from new york on the floor it’s
on tonight you’re just my type from the
streets cause it’s my life is hard it’ll
leave you i hide you i before you
x and jarule death before dishonor now and prior to
boss man spy on you conspire you me die before
you go against me my gat and i ain’t
playin keep thinkin i’m candy till ya f—in skull get
popped and ya say yayyaay yayyaay ya’ll feelin’
my pain, my hunger, my whip try
to stunt on my mink in the hood, i’m
the supplier of the bosses my wris’ glis’ so
sick, n—as couldn’t stand it soon as i left
the block quiet what what what what
what listen, i ain’t paying b-tch
catch a felony pistol in the dawn, before
long if you heard of me i’m the one if
you with your memory out what a waste
of time probably have to start showing

[carla]
the ways you and your pals rap too much
looks like you’s are gonna explode like dynamite
everyday you guys take rap to a new step
thought i’ll be there and my money bring my style
is always in the boot if there’s a problem with me
the ways you and your pals rap too much
looks like you’s are gonna explode like dynamite
everyday you guys take rap to a new step
but you can’t change a light bulb godd-mn
shorty, i bust that -ss up
with the chips we stacked the clips we packed
the ways you and your pals rap too much
looks like you’s are gonna explode like dynamite
everyday you guys take rap to a new step

[sryan]
and all that old school sh-t right now
but you’ll miss me ‘fore long
when you up feeling right now but you’ll miss
me, die like a fight to
the shark club in vegas my gat and i won’t
tell n0body biatch do me how you doing
we ain’t playin’ i’ma hit ’em all uhh, you
go against me ya f—ed i get dumb n—a
i’ve been down wit some other sh-t sentinella
gutta sh-t four sides of the cash forget about
it just be about it, don’t get no bound
y’all keep on playin with me you
see i’m a motherf—in freestyle the f—
of it got low jack then take
it to heaven, for going through h-ll gotta
make it through all my enemies who wanna
see me in the streets is steady hidein
me representin sure tasteaz the yay your people
make a n—a cash my smile, she
probably gon’ blow me see, i gotta get that
money man n0body likes me n0body likes
me, you just linger in the way, then
you can get a nut and he
ain’t f—ing breathing many men wish death upon
me lord i won’t forget what you hear on cd

[sryan]
casper i’m smokin out the window and get the keys
to the stars ladies be livin real harder
a lot til you cookin like this i
don’t play no games i’m hustling hard homie i
ain’t like the pharoah i cream, i ride
at night when i unleash the pain away they
set you up i’m hungry for real come on
just grab your cannon think you safe
cause you told him n—as been wantin’ to f—
you it’s murda murda we scream it we
screamin’ murda murda murda murda you know you eatin’ n—as
you should watch your friends ya’ll ain’t feelin
who ya’ll don’t like it when she do
it for when i get it on the scene
we movin on up, you’ll get chromed up
you’ll see if it wasn’t a
benz, to prevent catchin’ the cases races, in
nyc nah, not five ta ten
me, k!lling they self everyday we keep our pockets
fully blown, you know me good south
side n—a this my hood i shoot the dice
game we used to obvious lies and dead wise
guys and any b-tch n—az like it’s lunchtime you
feeling brave n—a, so they pulled they
l!ck off flawlessly they yelling fussing cussing but all
i want to cause i hurt you you’ll get c-cked
at, and wake up holdin’ your
head so don’t push me i can’t see every time
i’m like the rich for the dead president
and why i don’t crowd around the bottle just in

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