Meaning Of Family Lyrics

Meaning Of Family lyrics

[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