(walk with me)
(come on)
[INTRO - FOXY]
Yeah,
Its like new york's being soft
Ever since my nigga shyne's been sitting in prison, yeah
[VERSE 1 - SHYNE]
(check it)
Shit things, shit rings, this shit is sickning
Shit chain, shit aim, 5th bame, 5th frame bare money
Couple notes
?seen warlords with the rolls?
Shit i want one 2. what the fuck Im going do
Forget it if its ?dated?? we got till im droping
Im rocking sideways, motherfucker crime pays
I need it , i get it, i got it, i chop it, i double the profit
And bubble the pockets. im living to die.
Niggas talk fly till i walk by
And pop something. you motherfuckers forgot something im not fronting.
This aint rap. music.
This aint that.
You fuck around and ill have you sleeping with a safe sac?
Sincierly yours
Shyne motherfucking poe
Bitch get your bags, hit the motherfucking door
[CHORUS - X2]
May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings nigga (more or less)
Fucking big stars and big cars (more or less)
I can see iv seen it all and done it all (more or less)
[VERSE 2 - SHYNE]
G is a g
A key is a key
A snitch is a fish with no fins that cant swim when i dump him in the river
Chor-coal gray R.
12 cylinders bulletproof sentance
?trial day sentances??
I sound like who
You sound like trash
Get off my dick and pass my cash.
They all do it cause i rap about it, i rap about it casue they do it
then pitch it
Wipe the prints up of this shit. and ditch it
balance in america
Back to the flow
Nose full of blow
Rolls full of hoes
Leave a nigga cloths for the hoes
it twice then
Bring it back
The full times wouldent pay. divide the labour costs
And still come away with enough to play
something to eat
[CHORUS - X2]
May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings nigga (more or less)
Fucking big stars and big cars (more or less)
I can see iv seen it all and done it all (more or less)
[VERSE 3 - SHYNE]
Oh boy you better get down, (foxy)
U better run for cover when i spit rounds
Oh u want some shit now , get found slit down to the white meat.
Im from brokleyn vietnam nigga, i like beef
Livin the murderer streets double pipe. living the trouble life.
Father was a jerk, moms had to work, papi had the dirt,
sold
the trunk fast
rapping raw
then i take off.
secrets of war
[CHORUS (repeat till end)]
May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings nigga (more or less)
Fucking big stars and big cars (more or less)
I can see iv seen it all and done it all (more or less)