AZ - Vendetta lyrics
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Lyrics to Vendetta : (feat. Fresh, Ralo) [Intro: AZ] Yea, it's overdue right here Ya'll know what it is.. [Verse 1: AZ] The dead is gone, the world welcomes new borns A thousand-bookies is sworn in uniform No application for - snitches, niggaz, but you can join Just get your coins, and start droppin' dime Superiority, I can stop time And I am the minority, so who can knock mines? Purposely placed here on purpose to shine Home, purchased on furnace, my concerns is to grind Get some M's, then gettin' to win And transfer all U.S. currency for yen A few friends, few next to kin Yes it's true, I flew through in that Flurizan Benz Show room shoppin', coppin' rims, I'm top-ten Niggaz gon' respect my pen Survived in two droughts, two seperate games So I shout, "Who'll slouch, get outta my lane" My homey's homey did ten in chain So we set-up in Tony's rome, and I picked out his brain I explained it's bigger game then just street nigga fame Them same thoughts I fought like Sugar Shane Reachin' the next chapter after of life after I mastered Fuck it Fresh, address these little bastards [Verse 2: Fresh] Uh, yea, yea I'm reachin' for the Range doors on the truck The European stitched strong in the guts My nigga M3's doors liftin' up Uh, Fresh sick wit dough, got Danbury pictures goin' off the dust And the Cranberry Six growin' off the guts Light pink heavy wit strong of the cuts Actin' like steady bitch, knowin' you a slut And after we get finished ma knowin' you won't cut And you know I'm in the truck, and deep dishin' it Fire's are Six, the kid keep kickin' shit Pies of the brick, the kid keep flippin' shit I insist the stag' and seen different shit Bubble face your par' wit see fish in it Bubble great, ponair's wit clean kinesh shit In Duffle bag by Guc' The white double-stitch, on the hall, that's Emilio Puc' Flow Rivers in the booth and I'm speakin' the truth So listen up, young niggaz cuz I'm speakin' for fuse Uh, yea [Outro: Ralo] The bigger it is nigga, the harder it falls Niggaz scared of LL, nigga give us the ball... Listen to this man I want ya'll to listen real close and real careful man There ain't seldom is niggaz born wit all the five senses The five senses are now, listen to this and listen to this shit close Cuz this is when a nigga is a last level nigga First of all, you had to been born wit automatic understanding of the game You had to have been wit automatic understanding of the game from birth Then you gotta be unadulterated R-rated You gotta know how to spit that dialogue in some form of fashion Whether it's just talking or it's rapping Then you gotta be law of the nourishing Once you getting motion, then you get focused You get hot, that you cannot be motherfucking stopped Then on top of that you gotta have lyrical sense on a massive level Some niggaz got it on minus, some niggaz got it on maiden Some niggaz got it on the massive, Massive is the last level Then on top of that it gotta be written in your script The script... the script... the script... Yo real niggaz you can't break And real nigga you can't make 'em man We've been big niggaz all of our life man Answered to nobody man, and wake and go wherever they take us man [ Vendetta Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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