Shine

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La The Darkman - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Shine

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[Chorus] Uh, uh, for the niggas in black Vigors Behind the wheel drinking liquors Everybody wanna shine For the niggas rocking Timbs, fuck cars and rims Yo, everybody wanna shine [Verse 1] Yo, my dimensions, possessed, lucci, bitches, cess Lessons, computers, whips, and bulletproof vests I can't be done, me and Screwface one on one I drink wit bums in the slums where I shoot my guns Enforce ones, up north in the Ac, throw a strap I got niggas down south, holding nines in Cadillacs Letting trees blow, for niggas sniff snow inside the disco I hold a big pistol, to crack your brain crystal Cream like Joe Pisco', I fuck your bitch yo Right through her piss hole Long dick like a missile Split the black dutch, while the bracelet on my wrist glow Cough if I spit mo', sold my Lex, cop the Benzo My niggas come outta Sing Sing buff like Lou Ferrigno The rhyme sayer, quicker Ruger nine sprayer Rich lifestyle like a young NBA player And I'm tied to the mob like that gun, called Tommy Shoot through your Armani, shoot at Giuliani Shoot at Illuminati, fuck everybody, it's the Darkman (understand that right there) [Chorus] For the niggas in black Vigors, behind the wheel drinking liquors Everybody wanna shine For the niggas is rocking Timbs, fuck cars and rims Yo, everybody wanna shine For the niggas that lock downed for busting caps with four pounds Everybody wanna shine For the niggas in Lexus Cruisers with cocked back Rugers Yo, everybody wanna shine [Verse 2] Yo, you wanna be me Sometimes I'm on the block, sometimes I'm on the TV My crew's greedy, like Boom Boom Mancini La's song buy weedy, Swahili, Saadiqi Professional, hold my toast by my testicles I used to peddle, but three times two equal the devil Blinded by the ice, and the savage way of life To no avail, niggas get money in small scales Start smoking, like they don't know crack kills A freak nigga, got turned down by a female Didn't know he sucked death, when he just inhale I rap life, cocaine, niggas wit no brain Selling crack for fifteen years with no gain That's a damn shame, check the result of being broke Having no whip, no lab, no money for smoke He stressed out, really not knowing what life's about Jewels, jewels, jewels, jewels [Chorus] For the niggas in black Vigors, behind the wheel drinking liquors Everybody wanna shine For the niggas is rocking Timbs, fuck cars and rims Yo, everybody wanna shine For the niggas that lock downed for busting caps with four pounds Everybody wanna shine For the niggas in Lexus Cruisers with cocked back Rugers Yo, everybody wanna shine [Verse 3] Yo, yo, dunn I'm felt Gun in my waist, tight belt New York streets hot, the bottom of my Wallees melt I need wealth, puffing my lah by myself Blessed, with food clothes and health And big whips, shorties say I got a big dick My first video, I rock twenty outfits The Benz 6, got me wanna flip ten bricks VCR headrest watching Scarface flicks I politic, with ex cons, old cats, drug dons Niggas that's known to take a arm for a arm I move calm as a lion of Judah, blacked off Buddha Silent as a basehead, sucking on his hooter 'Cause Cash Rules, that's why I study new jewels And keep tools, to create blood pools For new crews, rappers, on my territory I cock back the fifth, and make 'em his-story Remember him, the kid wit the big Jesus em-blem Threw shells from the toast, had his bones trembling Nigga, I'm the cat y'all be talking about dunn [Chorus] For the niggas in black Vigors, behind the wheel drinking liquors Everybody wanna shine For the niggas is rocking Timbs, fuck cars and rims Yo, everybody wanna shine For the niggas that lock downed for busting caps with four pounds Everybody wanna shine For the niggas in Lexus Cruisers with cocked back Rugers Yo, everybody wanna shine [Outro] 'Cause I shine, nigga, shine on, nigga (What?) Straight shine, nigga, know what I mean? Word up The sun gon' burn out (Stay shining, and stay spicy) I'ma shine 'til the sun burn out Straight up, word, the Embassy, my family The Embassy, my family, yeah

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Credits

Writers
  • La The Darkman
  • Carlos “6 July” Broady