Place To Be Lyrics by Heltah Skeltah

Place To Be Lyrics

    [rock] yo, yo come here man, come over here duke
    [ruck] get your shit over here man
    [rock] no, yo stand over here, stand over here
    [ruck] get the fuck over here man
    [rock] place to be, nah duke, come over here this where it's at duke

    Chorus:

    [ruck] place to be is on my side duke
    Cause you don't wanna be the target when i fly the coupe
    [rock] nah! place to be is on my side duke
    Cause you don't wanna be the target when i fly the coupe

    [ruck]
    Buenos dias
    You know me as
    Ruck-l numero uno
    Popey chuno stickin dick to yo chick coolo
    Hard to kill like the white boy had to snatch a mc off the rap back
    For the simple fact he's wack so what's the deal?
    I feel you can't step to sean
    Wiggin out on bitch ass nigga's since decepticons (transform!)
    The plan's on but i wish mary j. blidge remind me
    Take my hoodie off nigga i can't see behind me
    Why these guys chose to defy laws
    Of the most high most guys get they shit wrapped in gauze
    Place to be is on my side
    Motherfuck ya pride, lay undercover from big ruck
    If ya monkey ass wanna survive

    [rock]
    Yo and if you think that's hectic it gets worse when rock's up in it
    So somebody tell the fat lady she's up in five minutes
    Shit is almost finished right after i take care of witnesses
    Roamin the primises not mindin they businesses
    And bitches up in yo melon tellin you to jet
    You know if you stay
    I might give you some chest pains like cigarretes
    Bet ya bottom dollar don't move or swaller
    You not promised tommorow but i promise you i'll make ya holler
    Pop you coller
    Bone stone's the way that i stalk in my zone
    You can roam just don't get caught
    Place to be is on my side duke
    Cause you don't wanna be the target when i fly the coupe
    Nigga

    Chorus 1.5x

    [ruck] yo bitch yo son that nigga jetted son
    (both laughing)
    [both] he a bitch nigga
    [rock] bitch ass nigga man ooohh shit dude got mad sugar in his tank
    Pussy
    [ruck] this is for all y'all people, all y'all people
    That still got the little kid in 'em you know
    [rock] put a ad in the motherfuckin paper we need
    Some true warriors in here

    (chorus fades out)

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