Текст песни Black Moon - Stoned Iz the Way, слова песни Black Moon

Текст песни Black Moon - Stoned Iz the Way

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[Buckshot]Stoned is the way of the walkIn New York, shit is real, number one, grime this mealNow I`m for real, my mind`s designed to killLike muthafuckas who behind them chills, and I`m stillSettin` it off, lettin` it off, begin itRough til my ending, leavin` in trust linenLittle Buck, bad ass fuck, whatever nowGot smart with the hustle, shot clever nowSet `em down, make way for the kingHailin` from New York, New York, the big city of schemesMan, I`m mean, it`s so many rumors, cause IStay fly, and do crimes, with alibiThat`s why, y`all be lookin` like, y`all them Brooklyn KnightsYou know the type, gettin` niggaz on or off the nightSo get on it right, cause we off the chain like bikes when they stoledAnd all of my niggaz like when it`s coldCause in the winter, I begin to, alotta other shitNow BDI means Buck Does ItHennessey, you guzzle it, cause wasn`t this, the recovenentIf it ever was, we covered it, we thuggin` itLike Joe and the R, no film, but y`all can still get shotWhen you pose on your car, slow up paYou should get you dough up, paSo I can stick ya like a blow up doll, now grow up y`all[Chorus 2X: Buckshot]Bidididididi-da-di-day, bidididididi-da-di-dayStoned is the way ---- of the walkIn New York, shit is realAnd everywhere you go, you know the deal[Buckshot]Now let me show you how the East Coast rockBetter yet, how these toasts popKeep frontin`, and your magazine team don`t need those propsOnly mag` I need is on machine gun tops, now take it backYou said something? I said it backAnd next time it`s a bomb, in your watch, when you send it backWe the true Men in Black, cause we don`t wear suitsAnd ties, when we shoot you guys, in factIt`s still Timbs and Carhart jeansWith my team in the dark art beamMan, you know how hard I scheme, to get creamTo get this far and come off with a jar of steamThat`s y`all dream, shit, pardon meI got to make moves in the game, give a fuck about losin` the fameBetter yet, losin` ya brain, the more or less, losin` ya nameCause you won`t be losin` no pain, who movin` this mayne?[Chorus 2X][Buckshot]Caught up in the street life, everybody think it`s a sweet lifeI mean, it`s sweet, if you eatin` rightBut nine times out of ten, the mind tricks the body againThe body go for the shotty to winThe brain split, ain`t shit, niggaz talk alotBut loose lips sink ships, and you about to dropAnd I don`t mean no record, be double o, be double youWe never know, he never knew, check itBoots and jeans, all hoops and dreamsThe ghetto model just to get out of the ruthless sceneWe call the hood, so it`s all good, I hustled up stateIn the woods, with po` nine, put your face in the mudI had to grind, double time, get mine, listen to dudesThat shine, movin` through them ruthless times[Chorus 2X]

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