Hot hood track right here. I keep it street wit dis shit -n- speak on topics real niggaz can relate 2. I know yall niggaz is gonna like dis one.
better than u
whaz good.. niggaz call me awDyo (pronounced Audio)
from Newburgh NY, doin my thing as a young MC
turnin 18 in march -n- doin my thing untill i get lucky -n- get signed or some shit, nah mean
so if u a label bitch or somethin... tha fuck u waitin 4 nigga? i mean damn, sign my ass already
EMAIL: IIawDyoII@aol.com
Lyrics
Verse 1: awDyo
burna under my shirt, creepin on tha block.. catch u from tha left side, bleedin on tha spot..
deliver a taste of respect.. 4 niggaz on tha block wit wires taped 2 they chest
-n- i can't quit now cuz my hand flips roundz.. dat'll hit a nigga so hard his man sits down..
-n- chicken niggaz alwayz die before snitches.. tha type 2 let they manz get jumped but ride 4 they bitches..
learn quick, neva put a bitch over ya manz.. would u rather have someone guardin ya back or holdin ya hand?..
tha condom or tha mack, choose ya weaponz wisely.. blast -n- hit tha dip, dem niggaz neva find me..
neva fuck wit niggaz who like 2 play wit they nose.. dat white shit got 'em twisted till they lay wit they foes..
niggaz duck -n- run 4 cover when u raisin tha gun.. -n- got more "hot whips" than a slave in tha sun..
Chorus 2x: awDyo
neva hide ur emotionz, everybody cries..
everybody dies, but not everybody rides..
so listen up.. -n- i'm a keep it real here..
pass tha blunt -n- tha liquir 4 niggaz still here..
Verse 2: awDyo
money over bitches -n- blood over tha cash.. neva mix ya priorities up over some ass..
bullets creepin in tha shottie enter deep within tha body.. paralyzin vital organz till u sleep -n- shit wit Gotti..
only tha real survive, all tha others diminish.. climbed our way out of tha wombe before our mothaz could finish..
every nigga standin on tha block is one of a kind.. u'll c we don't walk around wit drugz -n- gunz on our mind..
it's jus a day job, sellin poison 2 feindz.. but if u get it twisted, becomez more than it seemz..
only a stupid nigga base his life upon tha hustle.. tha type 2 get popped when tha police come 2 cuff u..
niggaz run up on u -n- u try 2 hit tha dip.. shots fired, 2 tha left, right above ya hip..
layin on ya back, in a couple liters of blood.. not a single nigga cried, cuz he was a thug..
Chorus 2x: awDyo
neva hide ur emotionz, everybody cries..
everybody dies, but not everybody rides..
so listen up.. -n- i'm a keep it real here..
pass tha blunt -n- tha liquir 4 niggaz still here..
Verse 3: awDyo
smoke a loosie, waitin 4 my greatest enemy.. light headed, feelin right off Hpnotiq -n- Hennessy..
him -n- his manz tried 2 jump me a year ago.. murk him in tha whip -n- skate off wit his stereo..
at timez it seemz revenge is sweeter than sex.. held tha burna 2 his dome, but he wasn't next..
his shorty caught it first, -n- then he was upset.. so i put 3 in his chest -n- hadda flee wit tha tech..
he really thought i wouldn't catch him time.. pay a nigga back double, tryina get me 4 mine..
got a smile across my face like i'm addicted 2 murda.. catch a nigga sleepin, let tha blood drip in his Serta..
found his partner in crime -n- left him dead in an alley.. chopped his body up -n- sent his head off 2 cali..
look out 4 tha cops -n- now tha crime is complete.. -n- if a nigga want revenge, i'm on tha grind wit tha heat..
Chorus 2x:
neva hide ur emotionz, everybody cries..
everybody dies, but not everybody rides..
so listen up.. -n- i'm a keep it real here..
pass tha blunt -n- tha liquir 4 niggaz still here..
