Chubby Jag - Large on the Streets - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

28.12.2010

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(Intro) Big L sample from Deadly Combination "I'm large on the street scene" (Verse 1: Chubby Jag) The shit I've been doing, ain't really fair to me Cause rarely, I think a rapper nigga could compare to me Spaz on a nigga for free, to me it's charity Clearly I've been killing you niggas, ain't peeped the clarity Ever since the start of, when rap niggas been scared of me Soon as they see me, they look shocked and just stare at me Shorty tell me that I'm kind of good, well apparently I got the fans repeating shit I say, playing parakeet My top gone, Im a psycho nigga, Never sleep But I could do this with my eyes closed nigga Hmm-mmm, skinny jeans I don't buy those nigga Since when did it stop being cool to wear guy clothes nigga Rocked up like a caveman, Geico nigga All this flashing, got it feeling like a slide show nigga This is my show nigga, on my lonely watching cheddar rise I'm in the streets by myself, you know vanilla sky BIG said it's gone be hard, and he ain't never lie I thought a deal would change shit, I must be hella high Never did it for the cold jewels and fancy linen I'm on the mic trying to show my ass, Angie Simmons Job is so greezy, hard work pay off But it's hard to work hard, when your job is so easy Going crazy, scopin' niggas out looking to rob Rose from nothin', now I got niggas hooked to the squad Hated their moms, had a nigga out lookin' for jobs When I should be in church looking' for God, tell you it's all bad Yea they tryna dead Jag with no talents, but like football Without the red flag theres no challenge, To them niggas ain't respecting me Told them be expecting me, my flow is unguardable Ain't no way of checking me, Naw I rep the hardest for the niggas that be reppin' me I'm famous and broke, hurt this shit is stressing me Killer with the rhymes, To y'all it seem new But to me and my team, I'm a nigga in his prime Got that, uncensored ore, shit that you don't get to see 99" Tim Duncan, Hogan versus Mr. T I want the chicken, always end up with the moms Same team, cause I seen how Cleveland did LeBron In a race (?), since grandma could never get to come That's why I'm tryna get the fans, how Jerry get the time I mean think about it B, I want haters so mad I'm so glad, that when they wake All they think about is me, Yea I'm really on the come-up Brad before Troy, niggas swear that you had it You know Zag(?) before Floyd, I ain't asked to be this nice Niggas put me in this category, Mister quick to rape a track, no statutory Come from the old school, get money never tell Still tryna sell a boat, they said I could never sail Yea I was born to keep going, no gasoline And raw is from South Central, no vaseline Chubby (Outro) Suffocation Big L sample "Everytime I touch mics" "Cause I keep cream, I'm large on the street scene."
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