paroles de chanson A.M. to P.M. - Cassidy
I
still
move
work,
from
the
A.M.
to
the
P.M
Niggas
got
beef,
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I
pump
on
the
street
from
the
A.M.
to
the
P.M
A
nigga
want
beef,
I'mma
spray
him
when
I
see
him
Lay
'em
when
I
see
him,
AK
'em
when
I
see
him
Hop
out
the
Bronco
and
O.J.
him
when
I
see
him
Cut
a
bone
out
his
skin,
fish
filet
him
when
I
see
him
Then
wire
his
grill,
Kanye
him
when
I
see
him
My
young'uns
on
they
job,
so
I
pay
'em
when
I
see
'em
Turn
Boyz
II
Men,
I'll
Wanya
'em
when
I
see
'em
Cause
I
be
on
the
grind
from
the
P.M.
to
the
A.M
Paint
pictures
with
my
rhymes,
you
can
see
'em
when
I
say
'em
My
songs
like
movies
you
can
see
'em
when
you
play
them
If
a
nigga
want
beef,
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
For
six
G's,
I
could
get
your
whip
swiss
cheesed
I'm
like
a
red
nosed
pit,
you
a
mixed
breed
Bitch
please,
all
'em
dudes
in
your
crew
ass
I'll
get
you
strangled
with
the
strings
on
your
doo-rag
I
still
move
work,
from
the
A.M.
to
the
P.M
Niggas
got
beef,
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
let
you
niggas
talk
all
stupid,
'til
you
get
hawked
all
stupid
Sparked
all
stupid,
outlined
in
chalk
all
stupid
Dog
I
bite
I
don't
bark
all
stupid,
it
is
what
it
is
I'm
in
the
coupe
roof
dropped
all
stupid
Fitted
hat
cocked
all
stupid,
gettin'
top
all
stupid
My
clientele
cop
all
stupid
We
make
sales
on
the
block
all
stupid,
it
is
what
it
is
It's
a
fact
that
I
rap
all
stupid
Get
your
wig
pushed
back
all
stupid
We
strapped
all
stupid,
I'll
get
you
clapped
all
stupid
Don't
let
the
pills
and
the
'yac
make
you
act
all
stupid
Yeah,
I
do
my
thing
all
stupid,
let
my
chain
bling
all
stupid
My
ring
all
stupid
and
my
earring
all
stupid
I
got
them
things
and
I
sling
all
stupid,
stupid
I
still
move
work,
from
the
A.M.
to
the
P.M
Niggas
got
beef,
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
Yo,
my
flow'll
have
you
amazed
and
astonished
I
been
hot
since
I
copped
my
first
Sega
with
Sonic
Back
in
the
days,
when
Shawn
Kemp
played
for
the
sonics
I
rocked
the
huge
jeans
and
I
played
the
Etonics
You
know
I
blow
haze,
I
be
blazing
the
chronic
It
got
my
mind
scrambled
like
the
egg
in
a
omelette
I
talk
to
God
every
day,
and
he
made
me
a
promise
Me
and
T
like
Malcolm
and
Elijah
Muhammad
Me
and
Swizz
like
Martin
and
Jesse
But
the
fact
that
I
can
get
assassinated,
is
starting
to
stress
me
I
ain't
tryna
let
the
police
department
arrest
me
But
I
still
keep
steel
tucked
under
the
fresh
tee
And
I
ain't
just
rapping
for
my
health
So
before
you
diss
me,
you
be
betta
off
clappin'
at
yourself
Cause
I
ain't
tryna
battle
on
the
mic
I
have
them
goons
hop
out
on
you
like
they
did
Harold
at
the
light
I
still
move
work,
from
the
A.M.
to
the
P.M
Niggas
got
beef,
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
I'mma
spray
'em
when
I
see
'em
1 6 Minutes
2 I'm a Hustla (Street Mix)
3 I'm a Hustla (Remix)
4 So Long
5 Can't Fade Me
6 The Problem vs. The Hustla
7 On the Grind
8 Crack
9 B-Boy Stance
10 C-Bonics
11 Bellybutton
12 Get 'Em
13 The Message
14 A.M. to P.M.
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