Fredro Starr - Dat be dem
Tekst :
[Chorus 2X: Begetz]
We them killas that you read about
Playin wit them toys, and pullin heaters out
Keep talkin shit and we gon air it out
Takin Other People Money is what we all about
[Fredro Starr]
Aiyo, I roll wit the Gods and them, the Stars and them
Hundred thousand dollar dollar cars and them
Firestarr move deep like the mob and them
America Mafia dot com and them
(Yo, dat be dem) The wild life, livin it up
You get clapped for ya dough, instead of givin it up
(Yo, dat be dem) Late nights, I-95
Coke in the rye, flashlights searchin the side
(Yo, dat be dem) Shots howl, rollin wit kings
Thirty ninth street, B.D. s bringin me greed
(Yo, dat be dem) Goin uptown, coppin a war
Real shit, Dominicans wit they glocks at the door
Word up
[Chorus 2X]
[Fredro Starr]
Aiyo, the deans we don t fucks wit them, or rocks wit them
Before I get locked, I mma bust shots at them
Broke bitches never trustin them, or lustin them
Pushin the back pocks so I can bust in them
(But, dat be dem) After-party, sexin wit chicks
Ex-out in the mornin, still fuckin the bitch
(But, dat be dem) Dice games: 4,5,6
Well it s a drought, niggas holdin bout 4/5 bricks
(But, dat be dem) The bartender hold me a gat
Gettin bottle after bottle, gettin sent to the back
(But, dat be dem) Riker s Island, H.T.M.
On the visit niggas, bringin weed taped to they Timbs
Word up
[Chorus 2X]
[Fredro Starr]
Wild life, killa Queens, ya runs wit them
My dirty Brooklyn niggas, get one s wit them
Ferrari drop behind the Rover, that s my dunns and them
Rob who? what my niggas keep guns on them
(Dat be dem) X-5, GBM
Signal lights in the mirror, bitches next to them
(Dat be dem) Glassware, cookin up drugs
In the club lost, lookin for love
(Dat be dem) A hundred fans, chasin them down
Bitch niggas in the projects, hatin em now
(Dat be dem) Takin holes, a coke and ya grow
Buyin clothes, just to open they nose and open they codes
[Chorus to fade]
Fredro Starr - Who fuck betta
Tekst :
[Chorus:1x]
Who fuck betta then me, get sex wetter then me
Go down betta then me, can ya man girlfriend
You look better wit me, fantasy, you wishin
That ya man could be, slide ya body down the pole
Baby dance wit me, put ya legs on the dash
Boo be freaky wit me, turn you out
Be that bitch that I need you to be
Sleepin wit him, but you havin wet dreams of me
[Verse 1]
When you tired of the arguements, bills and fights
When ya sex life is boring, and he ain t fuckin you right
Hit my two way, we can do somethin tonight
Pick you up at the corner, hope in at the light
I m that nigga that does what ya man won t do
Turn a small night, into a big mornin for you
I get more pleasure outta pleasin you,
I won t cum till you cum, it s all for you
I don t mean to be oppose, of my demandin threats
First date pushin a five, flirtin wit death
Throw the top down, let the wind blow up ya dress
Slight wind chills, goosebumps go up ya flesh
She tole me, stop the lex, then she popped the X
Then she cocked her legs, then my cock was next
We could fuck on the hood, leave ya heels on
Pull over get a quickie, leave ya thongs on
[Chorus:1x]
[Verse 2]
I m ya pride to get away, mami give me a call
Rest ya head on my shoulder s, don t cry no more
Be secure, grab ya hand when you walk in the mall
Sneak you up to the hills, for a midnight call
My thug paradise, blue waters, and white sands
Fantasize, when you close ya eyes, ya flight lands
We could cruise the coast, give ya body a slight tan
I drive wit the left, caress ya hair wit my right hand
Get out the rain, the thunder&storm
You gotta a man, I know it s wrong, but that pussy the bomb
C mon now pretty girl, firestarr don t mean you no harm
You like it real slow, every touch turnin you on
We on the double dawn nigga, mantione, when you pop
Up in the mornin, i ll be gone
Ya pussy won t talk, my dick won t speak
What he don t no won t hurt him, he don t know you a freak
[Chorus:2x]
Fredro Starr - True colors
Tekst :
feat Jill Scott
I see you re true colors shining through,
I see you re true colours
and thats why I love you
I see your (one for the ghetto)
true colors shining through (straigt up)
I see your true colors and that why I love you baby,...
Yo father forgive we all trying to survive we live
I d rather feed the homeless and take time talk about the kids
Show them that life ain t no walk on the bridge
Damn, as hard it is when I be dreaming I be talking to big
In my hood it ain t no yellow brick road you hear the shots echo
Sneakers hanging from a telephone poll
In my ghetto there ain t no rainbow or pots or
gold,.. But there was love from the family when times were cold. I sit an analyze the world from my roof seen the hope in the eyez of the trouble
A good killa kept a burner in his bubble goose a mother less child lost in these streets loosed.
in the murder days these are rainy dayz my man got poped at an early age
His college fund saved flipped into his grave they say the good die young were hourly game
I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors and thats why I love you
I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors and thats why I love you baby
Yo they say this love wasnt meant to be
Two peaple from different worlds we wasnt be
it must have been faith you were sent to me
will make it threw this hard times eventually
the standard fight brought by faith not by sight
we all the same color when you turn out the lights
i take the sunshine with the paine
grab my sara gone sad that when it rains
no french kept out the food on the window pain
we all breath the same air so we all the same
I am trapped in this ghetto maze trying to make it out
If you dont know me dont judge me what you talking bout
I am dividable by broken dreams
single moms you my heros you my queens
to get my mom out the hood that is my hopes and dreams
to reach my son to be a solja by any means
I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors and thats why I love you
I see your true colors shining through
I see your true colors and thats why I love you baby