U/Uncle Murda/Candy Yams (feat. Maino & Young Super Boii)
[Hook:] This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight
[Verse 1:] I'm in the hood where they all doing day yo Who really run brooklyn, uncle murda or maino Certain people don't wanna hear nothing Like fuck all them niggas, pigs still runnin I go extra hard whenever the beat's on I sound like Nas when he had the fatigues on Me and NYPD don't get along I'm on the radio, they kids is singing my songs I don't care if she a model, a stripper or an actress I'm tryina get it poppin with all my mattress I've been back in the still out I was 15 in the tellie before flexin tuck chill out You can learn something from me I can teach you how to man up, not how to dougie See everybody lives but not everybody dies Look at Michael Jackson, Biggie and Pac, we still keep em alive
[Hook:] This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight
[Verse 2:] I'm in the hood where they all doing day Who really run brooklyn, uncle murda, fab or café? Certain people don't wanna hear nothing Like fuck all them niggas, pigs still runnin I'm mason he was dancing with diddy All eyes on me now I'm runnin the city These rappers had they chance but they ain't get busy Tell the east coast, we back, we found the new biggie Chris Lighty don't dance but that's my diddy He say he gonn mark at me like the old 50 This sound like a dre beat for my lil man did it This shit not make you do the gwap I smoked one these lil rappers don't play with me I'm feelin like dmx, I need y'all to pray for me Look, these rappers can't see me maine I'm the new version of krs one mc shane
[Hook:] This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight
[Verse 3:] I'm in the hood, where they all doin day yo Who the realest nigga in the game, uncle murda or maino Rap niggas still tryina be what they ain't go Fuck with me, I smack the tube socks off his ankles The realest nigga in it, in a minute, shoots out in broad day Me and murda gonn finish No matter how I move, they gonn still say I'm troublesome Rappers just soft, chew em up, bubble gum Like cookies in a bag, crumble them The last time I got mad, they saw the devil come Black benz, white porsche, I been willim lately I be rollin so hard making mama hate me One drama lately, but niggas petrified Scared to death, hold they breath while I'm comin by Niggas french fry, food off 1 dollar menu They ain't about that life, we've been tryina tell you!
[Hook:] This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fight This is bananas, I'm goin ham These niggas is sweet, candy yams Bunch of beloneys, cast they mood like Man they ain't bustin a grape in the food fightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
