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Kasino f The L.O.X.

Men of Respect

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Intro: Sheek LuchionYeah, what the deal. This is what y`all niggaz been waiting for?This is what been waiting for huh? That Kasino shit. L.O.X. shit.Oh my God. Flex gonna pump this. Clue gonna pump this.Angie Martinez gonna pump this. Ahhh, oh.Verse One: Sheek LuchionYo I don`t toss it when I pop, I just run up in the spotPour acid on my glock and start burying the potIn the back yard, used to have the dead dog I stuffed with G`sTell the cops that he died from fleasThat shit was well planned, but I know when it happensWhen the shit hits the fan, and that nigga be your manAnd get caught red hand with a half a pelicanWhat do you do? Don`t stall Spring him and buy moreIt`s the code of the streetsIf your belly ain`t the beastAnd you ain`t hungry for this cakeHow much you expect to make?When I was young I threw parties and had food fights at schoolWhoever came and made it there fresh was coolSo that taught meI started stealing dean`s walkie-talkiesFive cent a chipThe next month, bought a whipSomething like, Lucy or Rex, next thing you knowI`m getting sex from 9th and up, that`s living it upNot Donald Trump but what, buying pies for the classFifteen buying Hydro in glassWay back whenOnly drinking GinNow I`m a Hennessey man, I dealt with many hoesUsed to pump my fist with ArsenioPlayer hating niggaz that used to rap in all the videosThat needed to be meMy click needed to be GAll up in the game, with bitches riding our trainAnd I`m pretty sure my nigga Kasino feeling the sameVerse Two: KasinoAyo you can`t tell me nothing about doing dirtSitting up, six months in the spot, on the block, losing workI been there, any part of the game you nameI done did it, even after Sledge runs in itI done copped out, blew trial, done my whole sentenceWent from no dough, `til the point when the dough don`t growGot too big for them little whips, the door won`t closeGot the big truck, bent up, all over the roadRemember little Keith, from P.S. 93 with his brothers clothesWent from hand me downs, but y`all hear me nowDon`t forget that I`m sober when y`all staring me downGot a team of hungry niggaz, that`s my family nowAnd they get down, there`s no lace wearing their brownsWent from spitting hot lyrics, to spitting a roundAnd yo I promise not to act funnyLoyalty to all them niggaz who react for me Handle my gats funny, but for this rap moneyI was three cars deep, and this my pack moneyEating and learning to act hungry>From South Cat country, hustling caneI`m like Denzel with a Benzel, he got gameVerse Three: Styles PaniroI swear if I die, don`t you dare send me flowersIf you ain`t a friend of oursSucker, they call me S. P. I don`t blend with cowardsI spit Heroin, make y`all niggaz pure dope headsLike Tony when he went to kill Frank LopezTop of the worldGun cocked, cocking` your girlBlowing the steamFeels good fulfilling your dreamUsing your head, while y`all niggaz losing your breadWatching the snakes in the garden and I`ll watch y`all deadWhether I`m living or dying, got `em rough ridingLeave with two bitches 100 G`s plus ironStyles spits the shit that`ll have niggaz cryingTelling your man what I said, fucking with DreadsIn the 500 I`m blunted, most wanted by FedsLock me up, your little ass copied upHad the whole East Side looking poppied upHop in the PorscheCranberry frosty sauceDeep dish 18`s Out of state play thingsTen niggaz behind me, we all racingEleven left hands with them platinum face thingsBusting a left, about the get the truck with the checksSending you death for fucking with the Men of RespectVerse Four: JadakissY`all think y`all getting a dime of this rap money, you crazyI`m hungry and I can`t pump no more, I`m lazyI never did like you, I really don`t know youAnd just because I give you a dap, I`ll still blow youListen here, we just gonna make one thing clearYou gonna lose two of your mans a month, for a yearYeah I seen ill niggaz slide off brokeThat`s why I got incorporated, now I write off cokeBurning the hash, keep money, learning the stashMy credit is great, but I buy burners with cashI`m the nigga that`ll come through and light up an ounceY`all the faggots that`ll talk about me as soon as I bounceAll your men are hating me, four door Inf. off whiteWith the nickels, the chip, and the clear lightsI bear right, bust a U, then hop out with the pumpAnd make all them niggaz empty all their shit in the trunkJadakiss in the top 5, dead or aliveSpit bees at a nigga, that`ll give him the hivesWhenever you hear me, it`ll be the flow of the nightJust gimme a light, and lower the MicI swear to God, have everybody saying I`m the MC of their choice Then they`ll remember it was me, raspy voiceGot Clive D, Lyor and Tommy Trying to buy meI don`t wanna talk, all y`all do is send me a checkL.O.X. and Kasino be the Men of RespectChorus: allMen of Respect, steal the work, kill the connectYou look dry so we leaving you wetI don`t care if I`m sentenced to deathI`ma still get dough `til my very last breath

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