The Legion - Street Thing lyrics

Published

0 99 0

The Legion - Street Thing lyrics

(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 ma**acre, 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 sponsored links O'Jegga, legend on the block, it's a street thing n***as gettin' cash and a**, 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, k**in' perpetrators Real live n***as, no cold balls 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 cashin' 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' a**? for a styles, we step(?) No phone communicatin', all the lines is tapped I'm deemin', like a beemer, pushing another cla**ic 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 b**h stars, crow rims and thousands It's a corpse outta housin' Laptop, computers, for my kids The commissary for all my n***as 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)

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.