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lirik lagu 4 alarm blaze – jay-z

seventy five
raised on a strip called here brotha hill
where guns pop and cops get killed
this is the place where paranoya
destroyin’ n-gg-s cash cases mo’ try to flash they
lawyers
we’re losin’ it
four fives and knives we be movin’ wit
caught up in the things that the street game confused
you wit
we’re provin’ it
let it be known if retaliation
home skillet – it’s on
that rap n-gg- bust a cap n-gg- flat n-gg-
open up your back n-gg- rosewood black n-gg-
first family gone brawl
it’s president’s resident, and i’m the first dog
you know the m.o.p status
in the history of crime and rap we some the baddest
word to the mommy
any fool try me
get hit wit the llama
f-ck c-minana

chorus – teflon and lil’ fame: 2x

it’s a 4 alarm blaze
everybody post up next to the stage
come on
you’re all welcome to h-ll’s roadway
first family style
buck -ss wild
what ya say

billy danze:

get ya man on the jack soldier
grip your mac soldier
first family
we’re back soldier
and we have swam through the brownsville sewers
the last on the line of our kind crime do’ers
burkowitz mob style
spit fire from my hammer like i wasn’t god’s child
crucify me – but don’t deny me
or get slit b-tch you couldn’t slip nothin’ by me
try me and i’ll pop shots like i’m supposed to
i’m from the field where the covers are unnoticable
i’ve noticed a few n-gg-s wantin’ my head
used my smarts and my secret all are firin’ lead (fire
ya lead)
with all intentions of droppin’ a body
i’m usually nervous so i’m flinchin’ when i enter the
party
the brownsville nectar
that bullsh-t
just when you thought it was safe i flipped and hit ’em
wit more sh-t

chorus 2x:

teflon:

introducin’ the best kept secret
it’s no sweet sh-t i sleep wit green beret
blaze enemies frequent
i speak wit authority
(black) perhaps through four to be
cap quarterly blazed till it’s quiet and orderly
the gunsmoke make son soak
the smoke run through the barrel until the gun choke
raised cold-hearted and deadly
survive wit a nickel-plated tool and jewels old-timer
done fed me
keep my grip steady
squeeze till they drop off
make sure all other guns are popped off as heavy
blowin some high-tech sh-t
through your projects
makin’ whatever was in my way easy to di-tect
i wrecks guys
over money gone saratoga son be in a columbian necktie
we don’t respects by
half–ss n-gg-s
blast n-gg-s
gas n-gg-s who won’t blast
the sect die

all: 2x

just when you thought it was safe
the mashed out posse hit you off wit another taste
uh (uh) uh (uh) uh (uh ) uh (uh)
yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

jay-z:

yeah, uh-huh, what the f-ck
two asked quick for b-st-rds to step to
leave wounds too drastic for rescue
when i rock jewels it ain’t to impress you
what the f-ck n-gg-s commentin on my sh-t fo’
i’m real – how you think i got rich ho?
pack steel – ain’t afraid to let a clip go
i got enough paper to get low
come back when the sh-t blow over get the dough over
huh wit the rover sn-tch the gat from the clip holder
rip through ya shoulder b-tch it’s jay-hovah
i’m too right wit it, too tight wit it
you light witted but if you’re feel ya nice n-gg- spit
it
who am i?
jay-z motherf-cker
do or die
in brownsville motherf-cker
blocka, rocka, m.o.p collabo
front on us and gats blow ya know?

chorus: 2x

motherf-cker

- jay z

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