La The Darkman - Shine lyrics
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[la the darkman]
Uh uhfor the niggas in black vigors
Behind the wheel drinkin liquors
Everybody wanna shine
For the niggas rockin timsfuck cars and rims
Yoeverybody wanna shine
Yomy dimensionspossessedluccibitchescess
Lessonscomputerswhipsand bulletproof vests
I can't be doneme and screwface one on one
I drink wit bums in the slums where I shoot my guns
Enforce onesup north in the acthrow a strap
I got niggas down southholdin nines in cadillacs
Lettin trees blowfor niggas sniff snow inside the disco
I hold a big pistolto crack your brain crystal
Cream like joe pisco'I fuck your bitch yo
Right through her piss hole
Long dick like a missle
Split the black dutchwhile the bracelet on my wrist glow
Cough if I spit mo'sold my lexcop the benzo
My niggas come outta sing-seng buff like lou ferrigno
The rhyme sayerquicker ruger nine sprayer
Rich lifestyle like a young nba player
And I'm tied to the mob like that guncalled tommy
Shoot through your armanishoot at guiliani
Shoot at illuminatifuck everbodyit's the darkman
(understand that right there)
Chorus
For the niggas in black vigorsbehind the wheel drinkin liquors
Everbody wanna shine
For the niggas is rockin timsfuck cars and rims
Yoeverybody wanna shine
For the niggas that lock downed for bustin caps wit four pounds
Everybody wanna shine
For the niggas in lexus cruisers wit cocked back rugers
Yoeverybody wanna shine
[la the darkman]
Yoyou wanna be me
Sometimes I'm on the blocksometimes I'm on the tv
My crew's greedylike boom boom mancini
La's song buy weedyswahili? sadeeky?
Professionalhold my toast by my testicals
I used to peddlebut three times two equal the devil
Blinded by the iceand the savage way of life
To no valeniggas get money in small scales
Start smokinlike they don't know crack kills
A freak niggagot turned down by a female
Didn't know he sucked deathwhen he just inhale
I rap lifecocaineniggas wit no brain
Sellin crack for fifteen years wit no game
That's a damn shamecheck the result of bein broke
Havin no whipno labno money for smoke
He stressed outreally not knowin what life's about
Jewelsjewelsjewelsjewels
Chorus
[la the darkman]
Yoyodunn I'm felt
Gun in my waisttight belt
New york streets hotthe bottom of my wallees melt
I need wealthpuffin my lah by myself
Blessedwit food clothes and health
And big whipsshorties say I got a big dick
My first videoI rock twenty outfits
The benz 6got me wanna flip ten bricks
Vcr headrest watchin scarface flicks
I politicwit ex consold catsdrug dons
Niggas that's known to take a arm for a arm
I move calm as a lion of juddahblack garbudda
Silent as a baseheadsuckin on his hooter
Cuz cash rulesthat's why I study new jewels
And keep toolsto create blood pools
For new crewsrapperson my territory
I cock back the fifthand make em his-tory
Remember himthe kid wit the big jesus em-blem
Threw shells from the toasthad his bones tremblin
NiggaI'm the cat y'all be talkin about dunn
Chorus
Cuz I shine niggashine on nigga (what)
Straight shine nigganawmeanword up
The sun gon burn out (stay shininand stay spicy)
I'mma shine till the sun burn out
Straight upwordthe embassymy family
The embassymy familyyeah
