keep rising - cam'ron lyrics
uh, where all my slimes in the back, back puts your hands up,
where you at, at let em know we gonna clack, clack
(backtro)
money out of violence of drugs of course vado be that thug you called.
1st verse
if i aint the n-gg- then who is?
as i stare in the mirror he tells me you is
go hard like a single mother with 2 kids
keep the operation smooth just paid a few pigs.
streets talking i’m listening
fien try to apporach you keep walking with b-tching
they try to coach when things smoke you fixing it
do what your suppose to barrel pot on your kitchen sh-t
balls zipping they dieded offical prize winner getting realer
stater buy a state and surprise n-gg-s long silk road fly zippers divide
trippers an acrobat with the kid made you a pod flipper b4 you gossip boys
i slang cash heavy amount the swiss account be the
bank stash, will my game last
(boom)
it’s like a plane crash your thing dash hundred stash like heres my name tag
(oooweee)
chorus
this money will never stop stop will it slow down it’s
not not keep rising to the top
show you how to make a rock rock hand me a stove and go pop pop
2nd verse
uh n-gg-s make it rain he said thunder drop my back
under already got shot once
he left the connect number from the docs to the blocks
he did numbers 9499 hot he did
summas
they had a bathrope but that aint bad though
money was awlays there he use to say he had mad doe
f-ck you pay me while he sat with his hat low with
2 goons… go down and they gat
blow (wo)
i aint asking i aint presiing just have a smooth sit
down bosses with no weapons
champange chanderlier answering all questions your
man stand there in case somebody
try to step in you try reppin you claim what raise
up hit em 5 times in the same month
days up little bit of change is what the game want
aint up sleeping while you dead you
need to wake up wake up
ha
(chorus) repeat
3rd verse
uh look at me now west side claimng my hoody brown
shorty stood around acting like
the boogie down pull a pound out the trunk with boxes
full of rounds clear it out with
the pump i bet that don’t make a sound man down stip
him tell em to give it water like the
pacific they got it then be specific doging then go
ballistics while toting guns off in
prison memebrs of dodges was whipping maserati was driven
(repeat chorus)
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