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BISHOP LAMONT FT. RONNIE EURO lyrics : "DMX"

Bangin' with the Phillies ^!$$%
Pay attention


One time for my real ^!$$%s ^!$$% aye
One time for my real (*##$es ^!$$% aye


I'm sorry I left, I'm back
And not a moment too soon cuz rap is whack
Man you ^!$$%s so puffied out, your women try their soups again

Santa likes some (*##$es on some straight prostitution

I'm sorry I left, I'm back

And not a moment too soon cuz rap is whack
Man you ^!$$%s so puffied out, your women try their soups again
Santa likes some (*##$es on some straight prostitution


The Phillies ^!$$%
Pay attention

Woogie play that %#@!

I'm sorry I left, I'm back

And not a moment too soon cuz rap is whack
Man you ^!$$%s so puffied out, your women try their soups again
Santa likes some (*##$es on some straight prostitution


Too many rappers and not enough emcees
Too many fake gangstas and not enough real G's

Too many dickriders outnumbering the groupies
What else to say to deck for them hoes, ^!$$% please
I'm all about that real, you phony ^!$$%s chill

Oh you think the ^!$$% planned to your $$# get killed
You !@#( know the deal, you better know the drill
So stop drop and roll and get dick with that still

My ^!$$%s crazy, real real shady
They might $#&@ your lady and slap your ugly baby


(The kid is ugly)

In this trio big %#@! rappers talking sweet %#@!

You call that real hip-hop? Then (*##$ you can keep it
These dudes so phony, so soft I know you see it
Lil lolly pop $$# rappin ^!$$%s move, beat it

Enough with all this ho %#@!, I woogy bag your clothes (*##$
Jewels cost money ^!$$%, I don't need to know (*##$


That's how ^!$$%s get robbed

I used my fail tip pan dipped in blood for this

Leave your head swole, you'll have to snub the fit
Backin up my money truck to the loading dock
Don't get mad at Ronnie Euro cuz he holding stock

Playin games with my thugs when the slugs go pop
Mother$#&@ what you heard, this that real hip-hop
I got a letter from my fan, he said cap keep doing it

Luggish I speak it, dineros I speak it fluent (*##$
When I spit it's the art imitating my life
I $#&@ed with a lot of hoes but the music my wife

I represent no school, mother$#&@er I'm a dropout
At my was your girl on my couch with my @@#! out
If I'm doing this show I'm guaranteed to rock out

Grown $$# man with excuses just a $#&@in cop out
Real my ^!$$%, doin big things
$#&@ you phony $$# rappers with them freak $$# chains


In this trio big %#@! rappers talking sweet %#@!
You call that real hip-hop? Then (*##$ you can keep it

These dudes so phony, so soft I know you see it
Lil lolly pop $$# rappin ^!$$%s move, beat it
Enough with all this ho %#@!, I woogy bag your clothes (*##$

Jewels cost money ^!$$%, I don't need to know (*##$

I don't know none of that %#@!

If I see another video in the club on the rooftops with (*##$es and Maybachs..

Here we go again, you ^!$$%s can't win

I do this %#@! for real, you do it for a trend
Now what's with all that soft %#@!, rappin bout your outfits
You down low ^!$$%s need to come up out that closet
Henny in the morning, Henny in the evening
Bottle after bottle, I'm surprised I'm still breathing

I take it to the head, God bless the dead
Pour out a lil liquor, ok, nuff said
I'm on my Steve Rifkin, a ^!$$% talkin loud %#@!
Hip-hop til I die, phony rap ? I don't allow it
Fist up in the air like he almost a black and proud %#@!

Radio Raheem, I break my %#@! mother$#&@er
(*##$ I represent the streets, I represent the prisons
I do it for the people in the ghetto hard livin
Salute.


Put a Henny ^!$$%
Bah

In this trio big %#@! rappers talking sweet %#@!
You call that real hip-hop? Then (*##$ you can keep it

These dudes so phony, so soft I know you see it
Lil lolly pop $$# rappin ^!$$%s move, beat it
Enough with all this ho %#@!, I woogy bag your clothes (*##$
Jewels cost money ^!$$%, I don't need to know (*##$

You know it's bad when gay ^!$$%s see you rappers dressin like that

They call you all !@$)s
(*##$ $$# ^!$$%s


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