lirik lagu dj honda - out for the cash (5 deadly venoms)
[intro: al tariq]
uh, uh
95 put to real live, only the strong survive
dj honda, uh
yeah
[chorus]
we want it all so we out for the cash
life’s too short so we gotta live fast
gotta keep it real get the doe and that’s that
before we go out you know we gotta live phat
[verse 1: al tariq]
extra, no matter the plexter, who come next?
oh, she most she booty call so then i s~x
flex, put it in the box in the rock
because i shake sh~t like earthquakes and sock
got superman surface in my blood, stream
i move the blade clean to your gut
so what, i’m down with dj honda n~gga
you want problems n~gga? come and let me solve them n~gga
cool cool fast getting that ashes dust the ashes, guard pass
bagging b~tches and f~cking asses
pimping the cardiovascular, mascular
masculine a blast man or women
one man’s out route to no man nor men
body part ship to your kid
getting what you fit, oh wee, we gotta hit
who fast with that ass, come on, that’s that sh~t
[chorus]
we want it all so we out for the cash
life’s too short so we gotta live fast
gotta keep it real get the doe and that’s that
before we go out you know we gotta live phat
[verse 2: fat joe]
hey yo i be the show~stepper, as i shine like gold
i’m a rapper’s doll like copper the certified fake n~gga dropper
which borough, hits the stereo?
i know and you know, let me know your answer
the coconut is sporting lovers with reflectors
don’t get caught up in my sector or i’ma have to inject ya
with a slab of hysterical dope sh~t
fake mcs and wannabes best to quote this
fat joe for two and living to prevail
kingpin like sonny up in boss town
will i fell? i doubt it
i’m the n~gga catching bodies
while the others n~ggas are been shotting about it
but there’s no need to talk about it
keep it on for hush, bust moves up a groove that i crush
hunter, one of j~pan’s magnificent
what up 2pac? we know you’re innocent
[chorus]
we want it all so we out for the cash
life’s too short so we gotta live fast
gotta keep it real get the doe and that’s that
before we go out you know we gotta live phat
[verse 3: psycho les]
i’m wasted looking for my stats i forgot where i placed it
sh~t is so close i can almost taste it smell it and h~ll it i can feel it
it’s natural for the psycho to bring their sh~t
never fake moves, sample and take rules daily
look, it’s a bird, it’s windows to capital l~e~s
808 thump to your chest, your girlfriend’s breast
the neighbors say yes
we got the call up five will complain about less
and you don’t squeal
some n~ggas so whack to then get applause for my seal
n~gga, chill
before i have to go, you pull blouses steal from my drawers
cop get all your motherf~cking drawers
blast ya, blast ya, matter of fact, i won’t do that
i’ll just tap your dome and ask ya
who got the sh~t when it come on?
n~ggas get dumb on, honey, take the album home
play it and get the cup on
get the cup on while i get down the next line
my nuts are turning titties, give a mouth full of d~ck
while my left is on the head and my right felt the cl~t
h~ll, her voice in a scratch, plus a f~cking nut then i’m out, biatch
[bridge: fat joe]
yeah, f~ck all these two set b~tches and all these fake mcs (what up?)
from new york to j~pan (uh~huh)
my n~gga honda’s is the man, yeah
[chorus]
we want it all so we out for the cash
life’s too short so we gotta live fast
gotta keep it real get the doe and that’s that
before we go out you know we gotta live phat
[verse 4: common sense]
it’s the 95 fiscal, some say the score of the revolution
therefore i have come, a comforter throwing words of war
for i’m drawing in the brain
torn, scorned by the pouring rain but i can stand it
seldom do i feel stranded
granted i stand with a style that is free
i’m the mandela ask nelson
brothers love me i lay it lovely
i’m ugly, both of us on the mic
i strike like a teacher
rappers align, stand in lines with their signs try to pick it
they pick it the way i kick it
cause with it i’m not wicked
cause that’s malignant i use my figments, riches, vivid
and give it to you babe and like love without no limit
i have no limits, no gimmicks, no emmits, no mimic, i’m finished, no minutes
to be timid, when sh~t stick i spit
what i’m done it with, that’s sh~t i stick with
and kick with the crew i cl!ck with
that’s who i sit with and trip with and sip with
the boys i nipped it and growth it
i gripped it, a hit without equipment
i often been depicted as the solid one and liquid
yo this sh~t’s from my man honda
[bridge 2: juju]
oh yeah, word up, we got the whole crew up in here tonight kid
bout to set it, you know i’m sayin’
big ju representing 3cf mob, aight?
[verse 5: juju]
5 deadly venoms on wax
fueled by the fury of stress, mad blunt’s and six pack, it’s on n~gga
real hip hop, yo in the essence
you bout to get a pound of soul in every sentence, yeah
say what you want by big ju, but when it’s time to get down
you know a real n~gga shine through
taking out your whole crew, save you for last
so you can see all the pain you gon’ go through
sucker you, shoulda known the man well
now your ass is turning more colors than a man drill
a little more than you can handle
big ju the vandal, here to put an end to all scandal
[bridge 3: juju]
word up, you know what i’m saying?
doing it for my man honda kid, getting down
for real, real hip hop kid
aight? word up
[chorus]
we want it all so we out for the cash
life’s too short so we gotta live fast
gotta keep it real get the doe and that’s that
before we go out you know we gotta live phat
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