- The Legion Street Thing 歌词
- The Legion
- (Intro)
And now for a lil' bit of the blues
(Hook)
It's just a street thing that we bring
We make all the ladies sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground (take me)
It's just a street thing that we bring
It makes all the people sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground, Chucky Smash!
(Verse: Chucky Smash)
Now it's about to be a massacre, musically
I's a mask of the technique, supreque, triple to yo three beat
On beat like a hook, gettin' money like a crook
Now ? gettin' my smokes and sips at the store
O'Jegga, legend on the block, it's a street thing
****** gettin' cash and ass, what a sweet thing
Temptation is the creation of the nation of thugs and potheads
You the fibered eyes red, so
All hail King Pin to a big scale, step
Digital compute, all angles gettin' loot
The concrete profit jumpin' to yo cinnamon
Street corner, block stoner, hardcore like cement
It's evident for the ladies and gents
We gettin' bent, soldiers, give me a moment
Cats the tollen, pocket swollen
Twist a cap, bust a bottle
Get the smoke star rollin'
(Hook)
It's just a street thing that we bring
We make all the ladies sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground (take me)
It's just a street thing that we bring
It makes all the people sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground, Cee-Low!
(Verse: Cee-Low)
Aye, yo, we Bronx originators, killin' perpetrators
Real live ******, no cold b***s or imitators
New York city is where it don't stop, yo
The sky's forever gray, one great big cooking pot
Drams and o's lead to afe's and bricks
My crew's on blocks, crazy cas*in' chips
Nike kick and tenn's, poppin' late night jams
Microphones get it up with BBS rims
Cool like Kerp and Dat sippin' on the Guinness
But planes that land in Africa - spaghetti inventors
Dipped it fresh in the Avarex and guess
Plus ? mucho finnesse
Hustlin' ass? for a styles, we step(?)
No phone communicatin', all the lines is tapped
I'm deemin', like a beemer, pus*ing another classic
Cee-Low steppin' off and packin' gents like traffic
(Hook)
It's just a street thing that we bring
We make all the ladies sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground (take me)
It's just a street thing that we bring
It makes all the people sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground, Molecules!
(Verse: Molecules)
Now it's the gangsta life, capeel? Can you deal?
Rub me the wrong way, you feel the real from the steel
I make dimes outta nickels, we need more brothers
Like Rich Porter, Nicky Barnes and Sickle
Guard youth with the two(?), I'm still down with the old-school
That make the rules like power rules
Corrodes regards for ***** stars, crow rims and thousands
It's a corpse outta housin'
Laptop, computers, for my kids
The commissary for all my ****** doin' bids
I need stacks of G's, push six hundred Coupes with ?
I want it all, like the Japanese
And like time, I can't be stopped
I was runnin' thru Bronx, wiggle with Bam
Drop planet rock
The mike's a King V Blazer
I don't worry if I drop it straight
On the mobile, cause I got no bridge! (?)
(Hook)
It's just a street thing that we bring
We make all the ladies sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground (take me)
It's just a street thing that we bring
It makes all the people sing (take me)
We holdin' down the fort, no shorts, lock down
We holdin' our ground, The Legion! (take me)
(Take me) (Take me) (Take me)
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