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Some information about My Advice 2 You Lyrics Title: Gang Starr - My Advice 2 You lyrics Artist: Gang Starr Album: Moment of Truth Visitors: 8 visitors have visited My Advice 2 You Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Yo yo Gu-rizziyo Yo whassup son? Yo manyouknowhatImean? I need this money man Get up out in thesein these streets man Yoso what s the deal God? I m sayinwhat you need though? Yo let me have liketwo or threethree G s man I m sayinI m sayin son man You know what happened last time though I gotta do what I gotta do manI gotta eat man Whassup man? Oh your baby momma stressin you? ... Way past the days of the deuce me and you stays a crew Only a few percent knew what me and you went through We ve been sent to dominatethese corny come-lates and set this crooked rap shit straight from Crenshaw to Castlegate Like Pete and CLI reminisce over days from the streets of Boston to New York and all the ways for certain niggaz to blow upand crime paid But my praise goes to the most high Cause some nights I got so wild yoI almost died Some stuff I got intoreally scarred my mental Pops wasn t tryin to hear itcause of what he been through Stilllike my nigga Havoc saidsometimes you gotta hit your crew offso they can make some bread Cause no matter the weatherniggaz be needin cheddar And things in this world are more fucked up than ever So let s make this bond to keep this hip-hop strong You a man Baby Pop you know right from wrong So stay out of troubleand that goes for me too That s what we need to dothat s my advice to you... You remember what happened last timewhen you got knocked Doin your thingsewin shit up on the block You need to stopfore you get caught again or you get shot and I lose another friend "Any man with the plan is precise with his life" "Think twice" My advice to youcut down on champagne and booze For a nigga like memost time that shit s bad news It s like lightin a fuse whether it s sneakers or shoes cause somebody always wanna step up to start a feud It s like Set-tin It Off but not the movie Plus let s get some real women forget floozies and the groupies Cause they spell mad problems from Watts to Harlem And the bullshit won t stop long as the world s revolvin And I recall when niggaz knew my pops had clout But they didn t know my sorry ass was gettin kicked out And they was seein if I wanted to come bubble with them And make my ends triple and double with them And get in trouble with themnow memories of them I wear em in my heart like a emblem I doubt we d ever be bigtime sellin dope coke or dust It s killin uslet s take our people and make a exodus Annhilationinhilation through the lungs or exterminationby the use of dirty guns Triple beam dreams and drug schemes of mad cream could be a sad scene when you go to that extreme "Any man with the plan is precise with his life" "Think twice" "My advice is to you..." Hottest songs from Gang Starr : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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