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lirik lagu 90s flow – dj kay slay

[verse 1: fat joe]
i rep new york, we above the rest
whippin the double r [?] best
f*ck all you hoes, get a grip, motherf*cker
if mines don’t shoot, pistol p gon cut ya
slay hit me up, said he need [?] fat joe again
so i pull a mask and the straps, now i’m going in
mind on my money, and money bring the problems
see my nine never funny, wasn’t laughing when i shot him
summertime in the city, when the boddies drop
your enomies will throw a party like it’s marty gra
n*gga i’m right here, you know right where
bx new york, [?]
i’m liable to bring a lyer to a [?]
[?] push the iron on an off night
slay got the streets locked, mello got the guard pass
told him 13 for the half, and he brought it back

[chorus: rell]
it’s not a game , this is not a show
we do it up for the money, cause it’s all we know
so go and tell your folks
ain’t n0body stop my flow

[verse 2: ghostface k!lla]
you would think i’m in a laundry mat, powder everywhere
one blink like poof, i’m in time square
with a dime, man she f*cking with a crime [?]
[?]
ya’ll make sure ya’ll fix the g
don’t be doing nothing crookid around here, unless [?] skemeing on me
together we live, forever i burn
with an antibotic flow [?]
[?] cartell
[?] sippin martell
86 [?] you can ask p*rs*ll
raided n*ggas flash [?]
put your ear to the speaker, this is rap easter
sn*tch n*ggas [?]
large glocks [?] spots
[?] you can’t [?]
you can’t sneeze, huh
[?]
[?]
hop over my gate, i [?]
[?] i ain’t crazy
[verse 3: raekwon]
[?] sharks snorckles, russian hats collin in ampsterdam
[?] chill factor as a rapper
my telescope solid gold, the dresser is clear
stuntin magazine [?]
they don’t know how to cook rhymes and slang, most of my bings is auctioned
now i’m in a sweatsuit in the rain
[?] fragrence
[?] made a belt for my pants
a hundred for the necklace, one on the watch
that’s enfecsous
[?]
live n the trentches
[?]
guns is under the love seat with the [?] dust
[?] suitcase with the blue faces
rubber band rapping, shoot laces
yeah i [?] calling
it’s just living out [?]
sh*t so hard [?]

[verse 4: sheek louch]
i wore shiney suits with diddy, freestyles with big
made [?] with hov and them, i’m back, my n*gg
graveyard flow, i show you how to dig
half of that boy, [?]
dropped the ep, now new york is in a frenzy
been waiting on the lox, these lil n*ggas rappin like they [?]
so i guess they waiting on they pops
old n*ggas and new n*ggas need to know this
ain’t none of ya’ll f*cking with the styles and kiss
this ain’t beef, this lyrical sparring
beef is when i’m sitting in the garage [?]
still go out on the block, get high, get goons and that
with you, it’s only when you rap
put the gun down p*ssy, who the f*ck you gon clap?
get the f*ck out the game, if you wasn’t hot last year, 14 gon be the same n*gga

[chorus: rell]
it’s not a game , this is not a show
we do it up for the money, cause it’s all we know
so go and tell your folks
ain’t n0body stop my flow

[verse 5: lil fame]
i’d love to get a grammy, and eventually will
right now, my main focus letting them [?] build
[?] for real, [?] haters want me dead
f*ck it, god want me living, f*ck prison, i’m in position
tip top condition, listen i’m on my toes
get p*ssy on the reg, got no time for these hoes
half these n*ggas [?] cold blooded punks
don’t wanna shoot it out, don’t want nothing
i expose n*ggas who [?] lived through one story
pain in the game with me, my k!llers came with me
watching everything, [?]
i was trying to lay down that murder game, kept dirt on my name
first the flame hit your brain, aimed like [?]
give it to any n*gga, any turrain
f*ck what n*ggas saying, man i’m tryna maintain

[verse 6: n.o.r.e.]
since 96, came in the game, no tricks
98 [?]
rest in peace chris, [?]
still isloming it, real n*ggas honor it
i used to f*ck with hoes that rode c*ck and they [?]
[?]
[?]
was raised to protect my moms, dudes bust through the tripple [?]
army [?]
tech bust loose
still smoke tree plants
k!ller on the goose
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?] like my f*cking town
i’m with that sh*t, that’s my sh*t, [?]
f*ck it, ain’t i ain’t gon tell them n*ggas suck my d*ck
but if they hating on this, won’t tell them suck my d*ck

[chorus: rell]
it’s not a game , this is not a show
we do it up for the money, cause it’s all we know
so go and tell your folks
ain’t n0body stop my flow

[verse 7: macgruff]
first of all, i’m a hundred [?]
i don’t like none of y’all
[?] fall
i keep a gun and dawg
[?] ain’t something to y’all
biggie smalls, big pun and big l to y’all
that’s everything that you lack in your lyrics
my flow is the results of the crack epodemic
dirty burners baby
murder murder baby
baby powder, you a gurggle baby
nothing to f*ck with
known for the thug sh*t
street cirtified, hood [?]
you are now tuned into the drama house
[?]
[?]
i’m from out of new york, with gats and [?]
[?]
[?] rose
you say sebliminal sh*t, but you ain’t say no names
don’t f*ck with me, i ain’t playing no games

[verse 8: prodigy]
tremendous career, the leggicy of
a dirty lil new yorker [?]
locked in the cage, shot in the face
the fall from grace, the next hip hop [?]
my music shoot through my vains
my target locked, my pray
and i won’t fold
my heart is too [?]
to give y’all the satisfaction
to see me all broke and f*cked up
that day won’t be [?]
[?] it’s not happening
this is my dream, my my dream
dreams, tryna take my dreams
it seems you wanna poke holes
in my coffin and [?]
it’s a waste of time
it can’t be done
my sh*t made of titaniom
and you soft like pillos

[chorus: rell]
it’s not a game , this is not a show
we do it up for the money, cause it’s all we know
so go and tell your folks
ain’t n0body stop my flow

- dj kay slay

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