A+Z

A+ (Rap) & AZ - Rap, In English
A+Z
2 Plays
Duration: 4:20
Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, yeah Word up (Yeah, son) Yeah, yo, how this goin' down? Nine-six How we livin', son? (Exoticness) Nine-six exoticness (Representin') Know what I mean? (A+) A+ (Yo, how we livin'?) This is New York City Ninety-seven Sosa A to Z up in the spot representin' Takin' it back from here it's supposed to be Take it back, son, take it back Check it [Chorus] Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and [Verse 1: A+] Poetically, I'm deadly like a crucifiction Buddha addiction Dismissin' competition when they roll with friction My whole crew be schemin' flippy Like ixing for that chicken Smith brothas and A on your Mason-Dixon (Ha) Who want the steel cap? Feel the real rap Patiently, my whole crew waited and we rock premeditated Chucked underground like the rap genie And watch the shore by the rising tide, now the whole world can see me When they get foul, that's when my style gets wild I hang a man in front of a crowd without a trial Kapow, yo, that's all she wrote, end the quote For frontin', a brother got a dome and his legs broke [Chorus] Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and [Verse 2: A+] Yeah, son, I want it all, your crib, cars and beepers (What up?) One-hundred dollar sneakers, my sound's blowin' your speakers (Hold it down, son) Burgundy landcruisers, chrome rims on blue rugers Lyrical hollow tip, slug point trugers [Verse 3: AZ] Yo, yo Yo, drug connects Diamond cut baguettes drippin' wet My hole is there from Quebec, got her flippin' checks What, I push a black Lex with gold on my neck You rockin' with a vet tryin' to catch a hole in your chest Firm official, exotic girl but wanna be the ritual Leavin' lights shine light, they've been psyched to slip through [Verse 4: A+] I will abolish MCs get straight-up demolished Yo, my mind is like a 9, I load it up with knowledge (Check it) [Chorus] Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and [Verse 5] The realism must continue, where I live, it's like a battlefield (Yeah) We all poor, but on my block it's like a half a mil' Surrounded by the most criminal type of elements Blunts, stunts, gunshots, broken-down developments Its all illegal, young juveniles with the Desert Eagles Street sweepers, heaters, soon-to-be retreaters It's routine, people seem to go through a cycle So confused, to choose between the bible or the rifle Watch 'em stifle Yo, me and son gon' escalate this And get these papers, run some capers while they catch the vapors Yeah, son, don't got no time for no chicken trickin' It's the lyrical addiction 'Cause me and AZ be politikin' [Chorus] Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and Six-digit trickin' coke and henny mixin', many listen Fuckin' give me mine, don't wanna see no penny missing It's old tradition how we click and fall in position The rap coalition, we gettin' rich and
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Credits
- Writers
- Smith Bros.
- Ike Lee III
- Harold Johnson
- Charles Smith
- AZ
- A+ (Rap)