paroles de chanson Intro - Little Brother
[Rapper
Big
Pooh:]
Yeah
(Yeah!)
It′s
your
boy,
Rapper,
mayn
(Rapper!)
Lil'
Brother
(Lil′
Brother!)
Mick
Boogie
(Mick
Boogie!)
Justus
For
All
(It's
Hall
of
Justus,
nigga)
I
know
some
of
you
niggaz
out
here
like
(What
they
be
like?)
These
niggaz
can't
be
serious
(Can′t
be
serious!)
Do
you
belive?
We
back
again,
motherfuckers
Yo,
It′s
your
boy
Rapper,
number
four,
none
after
Me
and
Tigga
Low
welcome
you
to
the
next
chapter
The
flock
wanna
hear
messages
from
the
new
pastor
(Preach!)
Mick
Boogie,
cue
the
choir
for
the
next
number
Six
months
later
we
awake
from
a
slumber
Rejuvinated
like
we
sleep
with
cucumbers
See,
since
day
one,
we've
done
us
Stay
on
the
grind,
no
rich
will
ever
run
us
And
this
here
is
a
message
for
newcomers
Do
your
homework,
we
go
back
five
summers
Nigga,
I
am
the
League′s
top
gunner
{*gunshot*}Nigga,
I
am
the
League's
top
gunner
{*gunshot*}Nigga,
I
am
the
League′s
top
gunner
Somewhere
on
the
strip
wit'
some
gas
station
stunners
Taking
in
ways
watchin′
old
cattle
graze
Thinkin'
to
myself,
damn
they
loved
you
yesterday
(What
happened,
nigga?)
But
yesterday
is
the
past,
right
now
is
the
present
Noble
mind
feedin'
thoughts
to
you
pesants
It′s
Hall
of
Justus,
nigga!
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