paroles de chanson Deadly Combination (Explicit) - Big L , Tupac Shakur
Yes
indeed
- it's
the
mix
king
- Ron
G
I
got
somethin
- the
world
- ain't
ready
for
New
York
City
- L.A.
- Chicago
- Atlanta
D.C.
- Detroit
- New
Orleans,
y'all
know
the
deal
FLAVA!!!!
Hahahahahaha!
Yeah
nigga!
Yeah.
that's
right.
BAYY-BAYY!
That's
how
we
do
it
Follow
me
tell
me
if
you
feel
me
I
think
niggas
is
tryin'
to
kill
me
Picturin'
pistols,
spittin'
hollow
points
'til
they
drill
me
Keepin'
it
real
and
even
if
I
do
conceal
My
criminal
thoughts,
preoccupied
with
keepin'
steel
See
niggas
is
false,
sittin
in
court,
turned
snitches
That
used
to
be
real,
but
now
they
petrified
bitches
I'm
tryin
to
be
strong,
they
sendin
armies
out
to
bomb
me
Listen
to
Ron,
the
only
DJ
that
can
calm
me
Constantly
armed,
my
firepower
keep
me
warm
I'm
trapped
in
the
storm,
and
fuck
the
world
'til
I'm
gone
Bitches
be
warned
- word
is
bond,
you'll
get
torn
I'm
bustin'
on
Giuliani,
he
rubbin'
my
niggas
wrong
And
then
it's
on,
before
I
leave
picture
me
I'm
spittin'
at
punk
bitches
and
hustlin
to
be
free
Watch
me
set
it,
niggas
don't
want
it,
you
can
get
it
Bet
it
make
these
jealous
niggas
mad
I
said
it
This
Thug
Life
nigga,
we
don't
cater
to
you
hoes
Fuck
with
me,
have
a
hundred
motherfuckers
at
yo'
do'
With
fo'-fo's.
hahahahaha,
yeah
nigga!
Thug
Life
I'm
hard,
Jehovah
said
I'm
barred
from
the
pearly
gates
Fuck
him,
I
didn't
wanna
go
to
heaven
anyway
But
my
momma
had
me
on
my
knees
with
my
hands
gripped
Talkin'
about
some
"Praise
the
Lord"
shit
Hail
Mary,
fuck
her
I
never
knew
her
I'll
probably
probably
screw
her
and
dump
her
body
in
the
sewer
Our
father,
my
pops
stuck
up
bed
spots
big,
black,
and
mean
With
the
fifth
by
the
caradeims
What
you
expected
from
his
next
of
kin
I'm
loco
bro,
but
ain't
no
Mexican
I
got
nines
in
the
bedroom,
Glocks
in
the
kitchen
A
shotty
by
the
shower
if
you
wanna
shoot
me
while
I'm
shittin'
The
lesson
from
the
Smith
and
Wessun
is
depressin'
Niggas
keep
stressin,
the
same
motherfuckin
question:
"How
many
shots
does
it
take,
to
make
my
heart
stop
And
my
body
start
to
shake,"
Ron
G,
stop
the
tape
I
be
that
young,
pretty,
fly,
smooth,
glorious
kid
A
Bad
Boy,
just
like
Notorious
B.I.G
I
Roc-a-Fella
like
Shawn
Carter
With
more
game
than
Ron
Harper
The
bomb
sparker
rapper
slash
charm
robber
While
y'all
be
on
the
corners
bummy
and
high
I
be
out
buyin
the
finest
shit
money
can
buy
You
wish
you
was
in
a
position
that
I'm
in
Hot
rhymin',
diamonds
shinin',
autograph
signin'
My
lifestyle
is
far
out
Every
week
bring
a
different
car
out
I
go
to
nightclubs
and
buy
the
bar
out,
UHH
Cause
I
keep
cream,
I'm
large
on
the
street
scene
Everytime
I
touch
mics
you
hear
all
the
freaks
scream
Yeah
yeah
Big
L
Harlem's
finest,
yeah
That
nigga
who
hold
it
down
for
Uptown
Hahahaha,
that's
how
we
do
it
out
here
On
this
underground
real
shit
nigga,
it's
the
heat
nigga
Now
rewind
this
motherfucker,
you
know
you
can't
help
it
Deadly
combination
bwoy!
1 The Big Picture (Intro) [Explicit]
2 Ebonics (Explicit)
3 Size 'Em Up (Explicit)
4 Deadly Combination (Explicit)
5 '98 Freestyle (Explicit)
6 Holdin' It Down (Explicit)
7 The Heist (Explicit)
8 The Enemy (Explicit)
9 Fall Back (Explicit)
10 Flamboyant (Explicit)
11 Casualties Of a Dice Game (Explicit)
12 Who You Slidin' Wit (Explicit)
13 The Heist Revisited (Explicit)
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