4 My Niggaz

Lil’ Cease & BLAKE C & JAY-Z & Bristal - Rap, East Coast Rap
4 My Niggaz
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[Intro: Blake C] What you sayin'? Roc-A-Fella (uh huh) Gener-al (uh huh) B.I.G. (right on) Q.B. (that show-nuff right on) Fuck niggas wanna do, man (nothin') See, Cease-A-Leo (huh) I'm for the kids (right) Sometimes we gotta get gutter on this motherfuckers, y'know It's how we do it (yeah) Feel me baby? [Verse 1: Blake C] Yo, yo, stay away from .38s, TEC-9's and shottie I wanna move swift, but don't blow like John Gotti I'm somethin' to watch, like the paparazzi Hard to copy, shock waves can't stop me Got dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me It's Blake oh the great, pawn ya jewels, take all your weight Just might be, politely, leave your man an eighth The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe I take it all, still be the last to escape Kick it like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips Got a new whip, new house, got a new zip code Watch the stroll, little Ace A soldier that was born to roll I love God and you know I got soul To sell around the globe with more Bank than Tyra Dime just rewind-a, it was hard to find her Found out my niggas got right behind her [Verse 2: Mr. Bristal] Y'all niggas got dick bricks, scared to grab the fifth But I done did that, recognize the clique Back round six-four time felons and shit Make mils off the stories that we tellin' and shit 'Til I said to myself, "My life's better than this" I wanna party, live it up, pop Dom and Cris' In a lake with a waterproof R on my wrist Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix We rhyme to kick tricks, for kids, I bring it where ya live Run up in your crib, tie up your wife and kids Send my man out, G, pissed off a ten-year bid We live this real street life, and that's word to B.I.G. (uh) I'm the type to analyze ya (what) Move swift like Kaiser (uh) My appearance surprise ya (yeah) About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh) No jive (uh), get live never (uh) judge your man by size (uh, wha) [Chorus: Lil' Cease & Jay-Z] I'ma, do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Do I) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Watch me) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (For my niggas) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Uh, uh) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Do I) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Watch me) Do my thang (Uh), I'ma do my thang, (Yo) for my niggas (Yo) Brooklyn (Yo, yo) [Verse 3: Lil' Cease] Yo, this my war I ride for, lick one in the sky for Get back everything that my nigga die for Since his death, many steps and many left Niggas owe money, yo, can't pay a penny less Cease got the squeeze, I'ma let these fuckers know BK style, my niggas love the dough About six hard years, eleven months ago We was all puffin' 'dro, nowhere to go Now I get dough, get low, let a slug blow Cops say "Got evidence?", let the dog go Here's the answer, you fuckin' with Leo Ganza Nigga's coke so raw, you gon' need a sampler Niggas better be as wise as me or die like me Or go see the board then, fry like me Got niggas takin' pictures throwin' pies on me Motherfuckers all eyez on me Whatever happened to Brook-lawn? Better yet, Crook-lawn? Niggas even look wrong, niggas get hooked on Picture me makin' a shook song No, I know the wars we took on Niggas better get gone [Verse 4: Jay-Z] Yeah, flow sicker every record Watch shine, Glock nine, nigga, heavy necklace Watch mine, 'bout to make niggas very jealous Ice in every letter, untouchable, can't fuck with duke Thug spit, arms shake, who wan' gunplay With the CEO of the coke on Broadway (huh?) Never heard so many joints from one man I make bitches, fuck it, I make the gun jam Flow's like, sniffin' a hundred grams o' cocaine raw Rip your whole brain off (uhh) Make it real easy to lift your chain off BK style (what), see Jay, how? (Uhh) We don't play fair, we play foul Go 'head, stand there, we spray crowds Live from the 7-1 (8) If there ever was one (great) I'm him, nigga, times ten, what? [Chorus: Lil' Cease & Jay-Z] I'ma, do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Do I) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Watch me) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (For my niggas) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Uh, uh) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Do I) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Watch me) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang, for my niggas Brooklyn I'ma, do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Do I) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Watch me) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (For my niggas) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Uh, uh) Do my thang, I'ma do my thang (Do I) Do my thang...
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Credits
- Writers
- Lil’ Cease
- BLAKE C
- JAY-Z
- Bristal
- Daven “Prestige” Vanderpool