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NAPPY ROOTS | Be On Yo Way
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yeah
Awwwww
Wassup
yessa
You know dat
Nappy Roots and Game Point
Fish Scales and R. Prophit,
Game Point, Wassup?


See I dont care what them people say
And I blow tress and just grind all day
See I truley know dat my hustles gone pay
So you best be on yo wayyyy


Most times Im gettin serious, I dont play no games
You niggas dats curious, you gone feel da flame
Cause rhymes that I hit cha wit, Itll prolly crack ya frame
Wether you a city black male, its all da same


I just hit Fern Valley Rd., I got a bag full a cookies
A white girl drivin dat keeps da stash in her pussy
Got my cousion back at home, still watchin fo da block
And dis white girl too, so she aint stoppin fo da cops




But once again I gots to lay down da law
(Yo) Cause niggas lookin at me like my hustle gotta fall
Bitch you aint never seen a Sunbird on some 18s, lookin so clean
When I was young I swear to God that was my ultimate dream
But now Im 25 and all I want is bubbled eyes
Come threw wit a big body wit double tires, its gettin hard
I know yall dont wanna hate me, but its to hard, Im good folks
its simple, like all my niggas get drinks and get smokes and keep dope


Outside, niggas with techniques and young preists
shakin fakin something, life in da beach aint nuttin sweet
Concerned with a navigator, illest nigga on beats
Them scales to alagator, PHD in da street
G P, Nappy, indeed we in a faith for cash
We move make, bend rules and law break
Aint no escape, impliment ya plan, make it work
Cause Ima stack till my old ass is in da dirt




I greet life, hold me tight, been lonley most my life
Walk past somethin dats dried, crumbled inside
Tried to be, find somebody believe in dis here
Most people they fear, black male rap fo real
I majored dis year, like Damon Waynes on top of his game
Never leavin da game, its Prophit boy on top of ya brain
Fumblin blunts, sometimes stumblin drunk
Stumblin crunk, come threw rumblin trunks
Nappy hit pumps, and Game Point lights ya junts
No time fo stunts, my people been hungry fo months
You know me dawg, always gotta keep it raw
Speakin real life shit off dat alchol




Its over now
Hey what up my nigga?
They talkin bout us man?
man fuck these hoes
Burn it down, fo real
I aint in dat shit
Man, fuck them niggas man
Always
Underground fo life
underground forever
Lets get these niggas
Game Point
Nappy




Más Canciones de este artista
Be On Yo Way
Right Now
Roun The Globe (Collipark Remix)
Light & Dark
What Cha Gonna Do? (The Anthem)
Roll Again
War / Peace
These Walls
No Good
Push On
Work In Progress
Leave This Morning
Twang
Sick & Tired
Lac Dogs & Hogs
Roun The Globe
Nappy Roots Day
Good God Almighty
Headz Up (Refried)
Ho Down
Kentucky Mud
Dime, Quarter, Nickel, Penny
One Forty
My Ride
Lifes A Bitch
Sholiz
Blowin Trees
Start It Over
Po Folks
Slums
Muchas Letras © 2006