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Respect Me Cormega

faithful, then fuck him too I don't trust to many niggas, just roll with a few East New York, flooded with Bloods I took care of responsibilities before I turned to Dove They quick to judge when they see me

The True Meaning Cormega

(Verse 1) People feeling me pain, a mental bond shared Been thru so many struggles only to persevare Remember when we hustled, knowing the 1st was near That's when that money doubled, then we purchased

True Meaning Cormega

bust gats, lay your law Fuck that, if you touch crack save up your story Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories Keep the way my pen speaks words my mouth envy I'm hopin' holy water could cleanse me

The Legacy Cormega

, 미워하는 건 아니지만 I don't love squellers thats me 사랑 가지고 장난치지 않는게 나 You have the audacity to talk like you real 넌 대담하게도 자기가 진짜라고 하는군 Nigga you fold under pressure, my life is real 압박에 눌려버린 놈, 내

A Thin Line Cormega

, 미워하는 건 아니지만 I don't love squellers thats me 사랑 가지고 장난치지 않는게 나 You have the audacity to talk like you real 넌 대담하게도 자기가 진짜라고 하는군 Nigga you fold under pressure, my life is real 압박에 눌려버린 놈, 내

Live Ya Life Cormega

[Verse One] Your son's stressin' you out 넌 지금 아들 때문에 꼴이 말이 아냐 When he was home, he showed no respect for ya house 집에 와도, 그에게선 자기 집에 대한 존중심을 찾아볼 수 없지 Now he locked up, callin' collect and you about

Love Is Love Cormega

CormegaYo, fuck the next nigga rep son, you bust yo gun Respect real niggas, and trust no one Whoever think it can't happen, what, clap him To hurt your enemy mentally, smack 'em Never let your friends

Love In, Love Out Cormega

When I came home from jail we was brothers Your beef was my beef Remeber that time with Butta on your video set When he was talkin' bout shootin' If you don't pay him, then I got into it Son you gave me

Soul Food Cormega

, you with him No I'm stressed You told me he hit you I went for my pistol, loaded with missiles You said No boo, you making it a whole different issue I left it alone, you kissed me Got dressed and went

Rapture Cormega

My rise inevitable I rhyme incredible I try to ascend to the highest level when I'm in the booth I execute like an armed sniper Nicer than me now cipher I'm an articulate lyricist I remind you of the era

The Machine Cormega

DonaYo, honest living gets no respect Get money on the streets, niggas show your love Fast cars, gold chains, son, doing his thing I'm doing my thing, together we bring That hard street shit, niggas been

Therapy Cormega

cuz they be sweatin my procedure Crimes I design remove stress Like buddah bless in the projects I choose to rep My complex like geometry, blessed like ganja be If I die, live niggas gunshots'll honor me

Deep Blue Sea Cormega

Crossin' out and hittin' up, all over your shit Which bitch wanna get hit with a tech or something Actin' like ya'll wreckin' something On the streets, you ain't get no respect for nothing Talkin' loud

Get Out My Way Cormega

and fire loud shit, I'm in the tunnel with the crowdNigga fuck V.I.P, where Brooklyn go crazy when you bump B.I.GAnd Queens feel it when you pump that Mobb DeepThat Jay-Z and Nas beef doesn't involve me

Let It Go Cormega

It's 2-0-0-4, (For sure) And these motherfuckers still ain't got a release date for the Mo-P Niggas got me pissed off, chest all swoll Like an inmate, waiting to see the parole board (Oh) Pick up your

Fuck Nas And Nature Cormega

somethin man you gotta do somethin man word up) Take that nigga to war Yo Nature listen man In a jacuzzi flashin splashin like a uzi rappin Much love for thugs God bless B.I. askin "Whattup with Cormega

Verbal Graffiti Cormega

a dagger in your heart When I write I leave a mark I seen the NARCs before they even bark Told son, Leave the block Get that money upstairs In case the currency is marked Beat a man who plot against me

Rap's A Hustle Cormega

[Verse 1] I'ma pimp, a pen's my hoe She don't ever move until I say so Her only purpose in life is get me large I got my pen workin' 16 bars When I'm happy she happy, sad she sad She make sure we

Girl Cormega

wanna chill Where she go the heat follow Niggas in the street want her but she be frontin' they understand that to bag that you need money I was a young nigga hustling with jewelery on that she bought me

Testament Cormega

write rhymes for Bemerz Rovers overachievers O.G.s and young thugs wanna hold heaters One love real niggas not gettin' out to make a deal nigga I leave a nigga head numb like Bill Snivers Figure me

Coco Butter Cormega

Smile yo, your style so awesome, like Stoudemire Crossin' over, lost 'em, you a cobra, I gotta use caution Perfection, slide like the new GS's A black butterfly floatin' in my direction Check it, you and me

The Other Side Cormega

And your soul is reunited with the universe Supreme peace, all a nigga ever knew was hurt It's like every colored child in the womb is cursed To be labeled as a fucking criminal or worse And it pains me

Killaz Theme Cormega

Don't even tempt me... (Chorus / Mobb Deep): We wanna kill you... (make y'all niggaz fight to this) We wanna kill you...

5 For 40 Cormega

CormegaSon I was a young nigga hustling Me serving a D was unheard of, unless a D served me Speak words superbly, its clear you heard me Your idea of a real nigga changed I'm into bigger things I'm tryin

One Purpose Cormega

My moms put me on this earth for one purpose to rep I love life too much to keep flirting with death I swallow my pride I no longer thirst success The things we can't change we must learn to accept They

Built For This Cormega

you blood in my ocean My pen it ghost people, like dope needles When I rhyme there's no equal The flow will freeze you, like medusa stair, I'm so lethal Obviously, I'm a vill, with odds against me

Endangered Species Cormega

(Verse 1) Dress don't impress me (uh) Ain't no love, your death won't affect me How dare you?

Dead Man Walking Cormega

I had to undergo therapy not surgery the nigga wetted me but he didn't murder me dun I survived he thought that I died now it's time to throw the nine clip in mission revenge once was friends now

Beautiful Mind Cormega

live but if you pop em they snitchin some watch from the building and gain knowledge of dealers knowin they lack the heart of those thats out on the benches I was out in the trenches-which enables me

Hoody Cormega

Who straight thuggin and show no lovin Five seconds on the war, I ain't wit a nigga, say no more Keep it real pays to be the boss Everyday I'm at war with these ma'fuckers One day I'mma be on top, let me