Meaning Of Family lyrics

Artist  : Mase 
Song : Meaning Of Family



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[Mase]
Uh, the world is back, World War
II
Harlem World be the clique
Any nigga
don't like it, he's a dick, nigga
Shit we
'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen
This
what family mean, nigga

[Teamsters]
I'm
only tryin' to get my dough right
Still I'm
labeled as a lowlife
Because I ass-bet when I
roll dice
Put my dick up in yo' wife, raw
dog
Now we got a son on the way
The call
yours, I ignore laws
Break rules, break tombs,
take jewels, make moves

[Blinky]
We
don't get along wit' them fake
dudes

[Teamsters]
Drivin' me bizerk on
beats I burst
Only thug you know to bring the
heat to church (All Out)
The streets is
cursed, I'm eatin' first
Had these hoes like
"he's the worst"
My peeps is thirst', release
the curse or get smacked
Better run and get
your man even though he don't react
When the
gun is in his hand
Better have a team we gon'
bit through
Mad crews even got your moms
screamin'
"Them dudes is bad
news"

[Mase]
And if you touched
us

[Teamsters]
It can't happen
His
hands is the only thing your man's
clappin'
Don't understand rappin'
Wanna
flow I call it foolishness
You know how many
tunes I grip?
To pay dues and shit
Check
the rules of this, we bruise your clique
Since
your girl can't refuse the dick
You abuse the
bitch, could loose your chips
And who you
wit'? (All Out)
Ghetto crucifix, we O.T.
movin' bricks
What, what, what (All Out, All
Out)
(All Out, All Out, All
Out)

[Meeno]
1 - Family if we blow? We
blowin' together
And if we gotta go? We goin'
together
And if we get dough? We get it
together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats
know better
Now family if we blow, we blowin'
together
And if we gotta go, we goin'
together
And if we get dough, we get it
together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats
know better

[Blinky]
Yo, how can I
trust you when I don't even trust
myself
Sometimes I wanna get guns and bust
myself
Put a knife on my wrist and cut
myself
No wife, no bitch, I'll nut
myself
My lust for wealth makes me say fuck my
health
So when I die, respect me when I'm
gone
But while I'm alive, correct me when I'm
wrong
My life, I'm projecting in my
songs
But let me move on
Half this side of
guards ran wit' Cardan
Thinkin' I'm a god soon
gotta sweep that la Loon
Harlem World baby, say
that name forever
Game cheddar as long as we
stay together
Range your bet on, nigga act up,
aim your Berrettas
Cuz for that money son,
I'mma slam whoever, out whatever
You try to
stop our reign of terror
You're guarenteed to
fall out
Fuckin' wit' All Out

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1

[Teamsters]
What, the only shit you
niggas poppin' is the shit that you talk
Get
the fuck out the whip now bitch, you can
walk
Wit' the sunroof cracked, yo' I'm
twistin' it up
Pitchin' it up, I think it was
the Cris' in the car
Twenties of hydro, tie
ho, duck me for five-oh
I drive 'till my eyes
close
Me and like five hoes and Bugsy,
Domma
Gatt for the drive-by, ride by the
la-las
Sayin' goodbye-ha
It's Indo, bounce
the smoke through the window
Then pearl
straight ice grill, my brim low
Tint those big
lips while y'all spit phlegm out
O.D. is still
mo'
Remote throw the 'em out the belly of the
beast
We put bellies on streets, tellies and
tellies in suites
Throw my stellies on creep,
I'm heavy on jewels
Hey, my niggas havin' yo'
fool come back twice
It's nice and I can belly
you for mo'

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