Allen Iverson 40 Bars (remix) Lyrics

40 Bars (remix) Lyrics

(voice) 

 jewelz time 

 jewelz time 

 

 (I dont know who this is) 

 

 For the year 2G the rap game changed for one nation 

 jewelz name is slayin anything on this plain 

 remains have found one of the best kept secrets ya heated 

 you went platinum when it goes right 

 so in the game you won you cheated 

 my slang bangin ya need it 

 man enough to pull a gun, be man enough to squeeze it 

 (shots fired) 

 die if ya dont believe it 

 anything to do with ___ im gonna be with it 

 hats off to the hardcore niggas, fuck the rest 

 for my guess youre all useless, just talkin music 

 never mistake me for a fake MC 

 you got the wrong guy (fuck you) 

 they call him CT (fool) 

 get murdered in a second in the first degree 

 come at me with faggot tendacies, youll be sleepin where the maggots be 

 aint nothin count it, used to be factually 

 but when its on I raise first automatically 

 wont catch me as a victim in a rap casulty (c'mon) 

 Dynasty raiders hit VA in the summer time (what) 

 ten bentlys in one line 

 gas in each hand 24 5s in mine 

 snipers hittin niggas long distance for a rate 

 sons and daughters 

 one order and you'll be floatin in water 

 bad newz home of the dynasty raiders 

 one love to the old school niggas 

 dead in the jail that tried to raise us 

 even the ones who tried to blaze us 

 but couldnt even graze us 

 so them bitch ass niggas y'all killin dont amaze us 

 im floppin im spittin..... 

 

 (voice) 

 hey yo 

 this my record jewelz 

 representin bad newz 

 hey yo my homies set that shit 

 

 Iverson (aka Jewelz) 

 everybody stay fly gettin money to kill and fuck bitches 

 im hittin anything in plain veiw for my riches 

 VA's finest fillin up ditches when niggas turn bitches 

 dyin for zero digits 

 im a giant y'all admit it 

 I know niggas who kill for a fee that'll kill your ass for free 

 believe me, how you wanna die fast or slowly 

 fast as a rolley, slow as a rolley - polley 

 i bought your shit it was weak 

 trashed it 

 now you owe me 

 all them hardcore niggas know me 

 i dont knockin them, just gonna bust up in a muthafucka 

 takin anything thats rightfully mine 

 plus AK rifels and knives 

 for Z cru thik designs 

 with jewelz to shine all the time 

 aint nothin sweet about this rate of mistake 

 I got niggas where you eat shit sleep and beat ya meat 

 die reachin for heat 

 even leakin in the street 

 niggas screamin he was a good boy since he was born 

 but fuck it he gone 

 life must go on 

 niggas dont live that long 

 but hoes in wigs when niggas think theyre head strong 

 got niggas hollerin with jewelz dead wrong on this song 

 this type of murder dont need no hook 

 just 40 fuckin bars from the mouth of a crook 

 yo 

 (echo) 

 

 (gun being cocked and fired)