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the real life riches to rags tale of one of baltimore’s biggest drug kingpins
one of the biggest in baltimore according to the dea
trading at least 000 kilos of coke tens of millions worth right in our area
garnett smith may have made fortunes dealing cocaine and heroin but it cost him his freedom
king los
see in baltimore city we don’t really give a fuck niggas die everyday that’s way this shit go
how the fuck you think these niggas supposed to care when the cops ain’t shit and the drugs coming slow
nigga need a price for this shit on the low man it’s hit a plug hit ’em and he fuck around and split
nigga said damn that was really your plan
if you take my money i can take your bitch
damn shit getting crazy these days shit getting crazy these days
what the fuck is going on
playing with another nigga change had an ak spraying at your brain
damn
man i heard they ran up in his crib they took his bitch and all his purse and all his jewelry and his motherfucking chain
he said when i catch him i’ma send these boys a message time to teach these whores a lesson end the motherfucking game
man nigga do you dirty got me drop topping brand new glock 0
it’s like a dark cloud always over my town and this shit get real when the sun go down
hook shanica knowles
when the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids get tucked away
when the wire gets cold all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
it’s not so bad and you wave white flags when i’m all up in your face
when you cross that line you won’t be fine ’till i put you in your place
don’t get in my way
royce da 5’9
i used to be defined by having the biggest nine
being followed by a stripper chilling with a fifth of bombay
now i’m just a stand up nigga looking down dealing with the digits and the pounds don’t get in my way
hollow head bullets got a forehead on it looking big as sade
on my way to visit yet another project chick she living building 5a
i be there everyday with another chick
they be singing to each other you’re all i need to get by
mary j’s john blaze on some other shit
niggas wearing plaid shirts around their waist instead of weapons so this tec’s playing checkers with them for the thug of it
on your mark mark nigga where your heart
couldn’t knock a glass of water off the table with a running start
my hypothesis is i’m cut from a different cloth
god stop make it with a rhinoceros
y’all ballers nigga i’m extinct heater by the sink y’all in hot water
i’m a molotov thrower y’all the cop callers
when it pops off it’s shots falling all the smoke clears after shit happened
hook shanica knowles
when the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way
when the wire gets cold all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
it’s not so bad and you wave white flags when i’m all up in your face
when you cross that line you won’t be fine ’till i put you in your place
don’t get in my way
king los
been flexing since big body legends
fronting like you getting it but your clique probably stressing
my whip got ’em guessing my clip got the answer
if a prick got a question then your bitch probably pressing
i cop fly drops and new sneakers
i’ve been top notch since high tops and beepers
you ain’t on my frequency i frequent the waldorf
freak with the drawers off in my jeep with the doors off
i ain’t chopping the top or murkin’ the tire
coppin’ coutour on tour you know merch and attire
know some og’s ot that murk the supplier
chop the whole bird up bumpin earth wind and fire
slow down show you how to earn that shit
whip the wheel count and money while you turn that shit
i told a bitch look you get one turn that’s it just don’t get no
lipstick on this hermes shit
i’m from the murder where bitch niggas murk if you crispy
either you pushing work or you working with the 50
but my circle never shifting i copped my bitches red birkin’ bags
and got ’em jumping out of purple 760’s
got a house in the hills but i’m as hood as it get
i feel as good as i look and i look as a good as a bitch
i got a stack of hundreds that say none of you niggas rapping want it
you fucking photoshop bitches that look wack in public
passes i’m my hood nigga hell no
benz on the arm you can call that an elbow
get it i said benz on the arm
meaning what you push depends on the strength of your arm
and at the same time your elbow bends on your arm
but i’m really in a bent with the arm
and i’ve got it bullet proof so really i’ve got the whole bent armed
same color as baking soda with the old bent arm
old bent arm back over the stove
whip it up one time for my nigga marty jones
in the feds but he used to keep the v’s all chrome
it’s still block shit my niggas c’s came home
probably dig the money up and cop a fucking phantom
we don’t know you from the streets you mother fuckers looking random
talking much you finna get a nigga yee ain’t never had it
stay the fuck up out my way that’s automatic god dammit
when the sky turns night
hook shanica knowles
when the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way
when the wire gets cold all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
don’t get in my way don’t get in my way
it’s not so bad and you wave white flags when i’m all up in your face
when you cross that line you won’t be fine ’till i put you in your place
don’t get in my way
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Artist: The King Pins
Year: 1963
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 634