Meaning Of Family Lyrics

Meaning Of Family lyrics

[Featuring Rashad Teamsters]
[Mase]
Uh the world is back World War
II
Harlem World be the clique
Any nigga don't like it he's a dick
nigga
Shit we 'bout to do is the illest shit ever seen
This what family
mean nigga
[Teamsters]
I'm only tryin' to get my dough right
Still I'm
labeled as a lowlife
Because I ass bet when I roll dice
Put my dick up in
yo' wife raw dog
Now we got a son on the way
The call yours, I ignore
laws
Break rules, break tombs, take jewels, make moves
[Blinky]
We
don't get along wit' them fake dudes
[Teamsters]
Drivin' me bizerk on
beats I burst
Only thug you know to bring the heat to church (All
Out)
The streets is cursed, I'm eatin' first
Had these hoes like "he's
the worst"
My peeps is thirst', release the curse or get smacked
Better
run and get your man even though he don't react
When the gun is in his
hand
Better have a team we gon' bit through
Mad crews even got your moms
screamin'
"Them dudes is bad news"
[Mase]
And if you touched
us
[Teamsters]
It can't happen
His hands is the only thing your man's
clappin'
Don't understand rappin'
Wanna flow I call it foolishness
You
know how many tunes I grip?
To pay dues and shit
Check the rules of this,
we bruise your clique
Since your girl can't refuse the dick
You abuse the
bitch, could loose your chips
And who you wit'? (All Out)
Ghetto crucifix,
we O.T. movin' bricks
What, what, what (All Out, All Out)
(All Out, All
Out, All Out)
[Meeno]
1 - Family if we blow? We blowin' together
And
if we gotta go? We goin' together
And if we get dough? We get it
together
And messin' wit' All Out? You cats know better
Now family if we
blow, we blowin' together
And if we gotta go, we goin' together
And if we
get dough, we get it together
And fuckin' wit' All Out, you cats know
better
[Blinky]
Yo, how can I trust you when I don't even trust
myself
Sometimes I wanna get guns and bust myself
Put a knife on my wrist
and cut myself
No wife, no bitch, I'll nut myself
My lust for wealth makes
me say fuck my health
So when I die, respect me when I'm gone
But while
I'm alive, correct me when I'm wrong
My life, I'm projecting in my
songs
But let me move on
Half this side of guards ran wit'
Cardan
Thinkin' I'm a god soon gotta sweep that la Loon
Harlem World
baby, say that name forever
Game cheddar as long as we stay
together
Range your bet on, nigga act up, aim your Berrettas
Cuz for that
money son, I'mma slam whoever, out whatever
You try to stop our reign of
terror
You're guarenteed to fall out
Fuckin' wit' All Out
Repeat
1
[Teamsters]
What, the only shit you niggas poppin' is the shit that you
talk
Get the fuck out the whip now bitch, you can walk
Wit' the sunroof
cracked, yo' I'm twistin' it up
Pitchin' it up, I think it was the Cris' in
the car
Twenties of hydro, tie ho, duck me for five-oh
I drive 'till my
eyes close
Me and like five hoes and Bugsy, Domma
Gatt for the drive-by,
ride by the la-las
Sayin' goodbye-ha
It's Indo, bounce the smoke through
the window
Then pearl straight ice grill, my brim low
Tint those big lips
while y'all spit phlegm out
O.D. is still mo'
Remote throw the 'em out the
belly of the beast
We put bellies on streets, tellies and tellies in
suites
Throw my stellies on creep, I'm heavy on jewels
Hey, my niggas
havin' yo' fool come back twice
It's nice and I can belly you for
mo'
Repeat 1 until fade