a rap song came out in the 90s
2007-03-27 06:09:12 · 6 answers · asked by Charonda S 1 in Entertainment & Music ➔ Music
Bloody Money
New York get the Bloody Money dirty cash
live ****** who smoke weed car thief style
you monkey walk a hunchback keep quiet
talkin 'bout mi casa scared to death when I pop up
I'm fouler than gats that dont bust when they supposed to
been around you play close but wasn't close to you
the setup was weak you coming
I saw you cuttin corners snake type ****
tie you up seal your lip wrist bleeding
cowboy rope, choke your throat
put the bogey out in your face
now your face laced like ash tray space
stay **** outta my way
get a scar on your face, shoot you up above waist
if I aint got beef right here or right there
Ice Grill fear, shoulda set it off right it off right there
CNN war report, spread across New York
guard him indian style kness bent, militant
yo the world know Noriega from Iraq
beef would be serious, keep it real as that
get stabbed in your back, my man Alley Cat
little cousin from Jamaica, brown-skin thug
thuglife, yo we stuck in the game like it's a drug
my pops was a thug *****, was on the streets too
Uncle Wise been banned since '82
back on the streets, A hundred seven got brew
I see you, come see you, writing scrolls
to the rest of the fam, locked in holes
now ay-ay, money come first, snatch purse
go to church, yo that's not me, money I'm cursed
he bliss glamourous, diabolic, devilish, this game real, realer than
you
think
just think, spots get rushed, knots get touched, police busts
yo what happened? Police kicked door, yo he was rappin'
your wife, wha-what!, dressed indecent
a hundred crackers, yo it's the one-ten precinct
Chorus
yo time zone, cabron, madicon
bitches callin me up tryin to set me up
like Amina and Gina, kid they from Medina
Emmanuel, use fish gill to sell
General click deep with cartel
when ****** get locked, who you think they call for bail
shorty legs mad smooth, son I left slow
pussy plus dick could only equal a ****
fatty bangin', she analyze, my chain hangin'
we waitin, conversatin', evil as Satan
illegal life, watch police on bikes
son I feel ashamed, they monkey wrenched the whole gang
a stress day, police watch the twelve "K"
while I smoked shorty sipped chardonnay
ale', laid back, cognac
and I dont even drink like that, I sell crack
yo my license, playin type mean, sell to fiends
bust guns, parallel
pistal (pistol), bust well
kid whatever, desert storm like bad weather
click together, keep gats under the leather
you lightweight, what? I'm heavyweight hold weight
yo these jail ****** comin' home taking a ****
yo illegal business, them ****** got bagged quick
got smoked
god body cat, he sniff coke
yo he's old time, thinkin 'bout drinkin' his wine
regulatin' 9-9, get my crew out, survive shootout
tactics, keep gats under the mattress
player hater, my team a bunch of regulator
set you up, you wont make it to the elevator
you never been to jail, I'm jail seen
****** seen, me in jail since thirteen
shooting up scenes
real ****** take cream
Chorus 2x
(people giving shout outs)
or it could be the song by Master P
"If I Could Change"
Featuring Steady Mobb'n]
Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game
Before i die i hope i have a chance to make a change
4x
I'm at the time in my life when a ***** ready to change
I'll be dead or in jail if I don't shake this thang
feel like I'm trapped in a prison slowly waiting to die
it's getting harder for my people yet we don't know why
they cuttin sistas off welfare these kids can't eat
and it's the children like thuggish minds turned out by the street
I couldn't see it while I was outside slangin my rocks
servin' death to my people, commitin the ultimate evil
robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me
blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me
since the death of my momma, my life is filled with drama
lost both of my kids, punished for what dirt that I did
I can't bring em back, so I get high to forget
all the mistakes that I made, that time won't let me erase
I keep my head up high, but I'm stuck in this game
Steady checkin' myself, God help me to change
Chorus 4x
If I could change, I'd bring my momma back from the grave
I ain't got too much trouble cause we livin' in the last days
crime pays, doing broads can get you AIDS, gotta wear a strap these
days
All the time I stay high, trying to fight my stress
jealous fool of the world trying to put me to rest
last night i had a talk with my momma
then the cry, asking god if she'd serve a purpose before she dies
you can see it in my eyes, a brotha wanta slow down
I ain't mad at ya daddy cause you didn't come around
I'm knowing that the times is hard, but you can make it
You see the opportunity, you take it
but what about my little baby, I got a mouth to feed
But i still wanta hang on the streets and smoke weed with the O.G.'s
my homies rest in peace in the game
I don't think you'll ever know the pain
I wanta change
Chorus 4x
Lord know, picute me ballin
trapped in this ghetto with my young G's callin
Henacee and weed when they bury P
a quarter key, 6 G's, when they carry me
fall on my knees to no *****
trapped in this hood, raised by chrome trigga
never had a pops, a ***** learned to slang cream
should have been a chemist, the way i work a triple beam
life, is like a page, I wanta turn
I wanta make a change, but Lord you let my brotha burn
I done seen a ***** lose his life over zurcubian stones
everynight, my auntie bring a ***** home
momma worrying cause the rent late
3 strikes, my cousin's doing time upstate
I sent him Camel with no filters
I'm in the ghetto slangin dope with staight killas, ugghh
I know kids that pack gats cause they bout it, bout it
I'm from the murder capital of the world and we rowdy, rowdy
is there a heaven for a gangsta, Lord put me to sleep
cause your best friend turn into your enemy
crooked cops is dirty in this shaded game
go on take me out the ghetto
I wanta make a change
Chorus fade out
2007-03-27 06:18:39 · answer #1 · answered by Cricket Monroe 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Noreaga Lyrics
2016-12-15 06:30:29 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Broken Bones - Birds of Tokyo The Archer's Bows Have Broken - Brand NEw Broken - Seether
2016-03-17 03:14:29 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
It's called Stuck I had it on a best of Noreaga (What What) mixtape by J-Love, it's hard to find now.
2016-06-11 02:38:32 · answer #4 · answered by Notes 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
i think its called stuck in this game forever by CNN capone n Norega
2007-03-27 06:14:01 · answer #5 · answered by Jman 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
GAME PLAY
2007-03-27 06:12:23 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋