La The Darkman - Donnie Brasco lyrics

[La the Darkman] I'm nineteen, doing nothing but getting that green Lexus C, playin' the club scene Every weekend, catch me with a different Puerto Rican Mami, who wanna do nothing but slide me I'm movin' on a twinkies dip, eyes chunky Gucci hat, Gucci sweater, couldn't feel better Stayin' at the bar, in the limelight Got the four fifth and a box cutter, I'm tight Drink all night, think all night Rock a new Air Force One's all white b**hes sweatin' me, n***as eyein' my style It's all good, ain't f**ed a n***a up in a while Then Fats walked in, then Shay walked in Then Raboo, Shotti Screw, and Kay walked in Aight now, my click just stepped in the place First n***a act up, I'mma blow him in his face Where Leopard Ed, them n***as at home in the bed With 'Lonzo, he with his wiz and his seeds, yo Back to the storo', this n***a keep lookin' at me That's the same n***a, every weekend, I see At, every bar, that, I got to He starin' at me, duke, do I know you? Nah, you don't know, but I seen you around, though Shark Bar and Palladium in New Ro' Geez, I'm tryin' to figure out, this n***a steez He remember the spots, where he seen me at, please What's your name, dun? Steve, what you do? Slang trees You see this platinum Roli', hangin' off my sleeve My first thought, yeah, get faster ticket Get his chain and his watch, leave his a** bu*t naked Second thought, this n***a gotta be playin' He got his j**elry, all out in the club But why he so quick, tell me, he sell d** All my n***as drinkin' Crystal, standin' on the wall Not knowin' this n***a, gon' be, my downfall And none of us look like, the working type Nine to five, never had a job in my life I'm proud of that, whitey ain't pimpin' me Even though I might see the penitentiary Still trying to pull a Heist to the Century Make b**hes catch chills when you mention me Yo Steve, I don't f** with d**, yo Got a record company and we about to blow Yo money, don't tell me that lame sh** Save it for the cops, I could see you sell bricks What's your name? La, look La, I ain't the one Won't you just come kick it with me, sometime, son We exchange math, hit 'em, straight routine way Believe, the n***a, hit me up the next day Yo, La, this Steve, what's the deal, my friend Yo, I'm havin' a party, and I want you attend Come through, as a matter fact, bring your crew Sing Sing k**as, and the n***as from the Wu Damn, this kid know my whole family This might be the connect I want, can't be Cuz he movin' too fast, one day, if he got cash I'mma check him out, dun, how I get to your lab It's upstate, take the Deacon in the Westchester Just come through, La, and I'mma bless ya I got models, about thirty Crys' bottles And after they get drunk, they s** and swallow I'm there, what time, yo, it start around nine Got thirty girls coming, nothin' less than a dime I show up at the crib, four garage mansion Walked in, nothin' but bad b**hes dancin' Some dancing with n***as, some dancing together I think to myself, it can't get no better What up Steve, yo, La, my friend You late, had a hard time gettin' in? It's good to see you, and your people Look La, I'mma tell you just what I wanna do To the point, I got about four hundred bricks And my only problem is movin' the sh** What you Cuban, Dominican, but what does that matter My only concern, is makin' your pockets fatter I'm watchin' you, all the clubs, spendin' cheese What your stash look like, I guess a hundred g's For me, that's enough to buy about ten ki's Ten thousand a piece, chine white, capisce? Oh no, this sh** can't be true Offerin' that price in New York, should of knew Yo Steve, I don't play up out my change La, my friend, this is not a gamee Think I'd bring you to my home, just to play Yo, Steve, all type of sh** happened today But anyway, I hope, you keepin' it real Cuz you know, I might take you up on that deal Thinkin', to myself, this price is a steal See him a couple times, son, I could stack a mil' Hung out with him, Cheetah's, Envy, a few times Ran a couple train, on a few dimes I'm kickin' it, harder than I ever did Copped a house, built an arcade in it for my kids Race cars, Tekken, pool tables, cool I'm lovin' my life, everything was goin' smooth Doin', yeah, forty bricks a month Drinkin' nothin' but Crys', smokin' hydro blunts Shay copped a Benz, Fats copped a Benz Screw copped a Caddy, Kay stacked his ends And damn, I wish I would of did the same Everything f**ed up when them indictments came F.B.I. at my door, must of got the wrong name, it's a bust And sir, you comin' with us And we know what you been doin', for the last twelve months f**, I got dough, I'm going to trail, yo But Steve was a fed, Donnie Brasco