LYRICS
作词 : B., Danzini, L'il Fame
We gon' talk about some
THINGS.. we all can relate to (Firing Squad up in the mother****** house)
Yeah, whassup? (Whattup *************? Ha ha!)
You got live mother*******s in the house (No doubt, no doubt)
Holdin it down for my homey (The homies *************)
Yeah (Put it on) [F]
The type of individual that seek out ways to stack mad figures [D]
My kinda *************! [F]
The type to shut down the main man just to make his game plan bigga [D]
My kinda *************! [F]
And when you scheme, he ready to move, much more quicker [D]
My kinda *************! [F]
So when you flip and he slip the clip in then he rely on the trigga [D]
My kinda *************! [Lil' Fame]
Let me just hit you off (HIT 'EM!) with the real
My steel sing like opera, and open your ****** head like a doctor (DO WHATCHA GOT-TA)
Holdin it down for (NEW YORK CITY)
We'll blow back your whole rap comittee
My Squad knock, make you wannabe hardrocks smoother and move ya, with itchy trigger finger maneuvers (You best get your steel) for these
B-Ville sluggers
Cause gun shells really tell who shot mother*******s
You gon' need protection when flexin, word to mother
I'm the reflection of my deceased brother
Flows are metamorphosed, keepin you hoes rippin off clothes
Smokin you soft hoes with or without a fo'-fo' (HEART COLD AS THE NORTH POLE)
And I be bangin 'em and tamin 'em
Crackin your cranium is
Lil' Fame and them (BLAOW!)
The ill steel hitters (FIRING SQUAD, FIRING HARD)
My kinda *************z! [H]
The type of individuals that smoke trees and pour mad liquor [M]
My kinda *************! [H]
The type to tighten up your whole mouthpiece if ya talk gets slicka [M]
My kinda *************! [H]
Get 'cho whole crew, bring them *************z through, mines still thicker [M]
My kinda *************! [H]
See we appeal, to those that real, cause we see the big picture [D]
My kinda *************! [Heather B]
I'm ****** with those
East coast *************z packin that (BLUE STEEL)
That love they shorties rugged with they eyes and hair real
BIG UP to
Brownsville,
BIG UP to
Jerz them *************z love me
I rhymes for respect them *************z know
I stay hungry
From the, other side of the
Hudson water
A *************'s daughter on some aw (************* IT TYPE ORDER)
Caught a charge pissin ******* off somethin decent
Now find me
WILDIN at the 54th precinct
I ******* with *************z with braids and with no cuts
*************z that'll pull a heist and split 'cho front
Puttin plugs in fake thugs hollerin street
I'm devil-eyed from lye and two hours of sleep
************* *************z walk around like they
RUGGED Stacks of boom bap and
I know you don't want it
I'm a wild ************* (WHAT?)
Crack the
Heine', twist the dutch
My type of *************z just stay ****** up [D]
The thug *************, bugged ************* quick to slig a slug *************; that's [M]
My kinda *************! [D]
The con artist, never let a ************* part us, the hardest; that's [M]
My kinda *************! [D]
The game man ready to do yo' thang man, love
Lil' Fame man; you're [M]
My kinda *************! [D]
The stress cat hard blessed cat lead yo' *************z to the death that's [M]
My kinda *************! [Billy Danze ]
Here's a ************* that's no joke
All-American gunslinger that's dead broke
The thug ************* that's stuck on the frontline (?? ??) parked sparkin a nickel nine
Never regret what he did
************* flip a eight month sentence to a
TWELVE YEA
R BID Be Presidential in your residential
Show them *************z what you into, use your potential
Slang yo' ****** ************* (SLANG YO' CRACK)
Go on! (THAT'S WHERE IT AT!)
That's where you get it at fool
Yo' kinda ************* (love) yo' kinda ************* (trust)
My kinda ************* is the
************* THAT'
S GON' BUS
T Landbruiser, beasts don't believe in 'em
Ghetto *************z be squeezin all mother****** season
Gun-totin mother*******s, you figure
Them grimy *************z from the bad block that's my kinda *************! [Heather B]
What? No doubt no doubt, whattup? (Firing Squad!)
Firing Squad (Heather B up in the mother****** house)
No doubt, we be up in here
Them Olde
E *************z, them tree-smokin *************z
Them Hilfiger *************z, them
Polo *************z
Them (?) *************z, them
Newark *************z
Jersey *************z,
Brownsville *************z,
Queens *************z
Bronx Uptown
Virginia North
Carolina, them
East coast *************z
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, they're my type of *************z
Word up, out