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Royal Flush - Reppin

Tekst :

feat. Michell Mitchell, Phenom Pacino

[Chorus 2X: Michell Mitchell]
Royal Flush that worldwide, moves wit destiny
Rubies and neck fatigues, Fort Knox and the N.Y.C.

[Royal Flush]
Royal Flush AKA Doc Holiday, all day
The act jeeps, for foreplay, I keep it the raw way
My lifestyle ll spendin these riches and fuck bitches
Coppin keys and smokin mad weed on the benches
I m street struck, that s why your man Rob got buck
Keep ya guards up, and God bless that nigga that s tough
I hate to open up ya face, half moon you wit the razor
Flush, you run for Mayor of New York, best over take ya
Plus my shit is flavor, my mind increase ill behavior
Blow the detonator, my life story is gettin greater
Linen suits and gators, private jets to Las Vegas
You can watch me, but can t stop me
My crew is wild like the Nazi
And keep my neck flooded like Liberaci
And high speed, livin his life in luxury
Drop top ease, I m tryin to get money, across seas
While my lady shippin agent 3-80 s, from Germany
Who to say I m shady, just to calm nigga crazy
Affastinate me, it s sabotage, all that hates me

[Chorus 2X]

[Royal Flush]
New York inspire rhymes, like a Flush crime
And organize wit the best dominant sex wit techs
Till we all rest, invest in cool glocks and jets
Five thousand dollar pents, blue gets up in my Rolex
It s Saddam takin over, ripin a range rover
A black Casanova, worldwide, should of told ya
How I get down, representin Queens is my style
Crack the bubble now, I bring the trouble foul
You P.C. just like the Isle, won t settle for another East coast props
And cameo spots and New York Undercover
And burnin rubber through the street s lights
and black wizard weed pipe
That make me smoke pineapple wit my A-alike
God bless the street, rebel mind to the test
The higher inferred, record cake nigga, Corleone respect

[Chorus 2X]

[Phenom Pacino]
I wanna seal wit my Kiko, destiny and maximillions
Gold bricks to build buildings, diamond sets, spiritualism
Rainbow, force fields, my niggas that toss steel
Conceal the heat, slum in the street, believe it s all real
Nothin really changed, but the game had it s season
Go against the grain and we flame you for treason
You must of been insane to think that Queens and you was even
Repped the worldwide, wit tight fists and now you leavin
New York is reason, for the nation to believe in
My ways, Fort Knox plans, Royal Flush, Phenom P.
Equity plans, and if you missed it, Movin On Your Weak
Had you twisted, the Lanz fam tradition ancient like the pyramid

[Chorus 2X]

Royal Flush - Makin moves

Tekst :

[Chorus 2X: Mic Geronimo (Royal Flush)]
It go one for all my people in the pen doing time
Stupid niggas that was force to do a life of livin crime
If you gotta do, whatever, just to keep a little cheddar
(Makin Moves y all, Makin Moves y all)

[Royal Flush]
I m going thru the levels of hell, where life get token by a drug sale
Weigh ya grams on ya scale, holdin block for real
Shootin niggas out to kill, savin money for bail
While the takes make ya squeal, beat you down til you ill
It s a struggle muthafucka, when you walk wit ya steel
While the base heads lookin for someone that deal
While my Ryan died tryin to eat his last meal
Seen it come and go, many succeed, but some bleed
Goin day by day, carryin works like a disease
Do you get the picture, the basic fact, why we strapped
While little kids kidnapped, and cars get jacked
Bring it to a man that could never help you wit that
I m on the road to the riches, bitches countin my stack
Keep the red eyes, and shootin bullets back to back
Hypnotize smokin la, sometime it feels like pipe
I gotta get mind, you gotta get yours, by all cause

[Chorus 2X]

[Royal Flush]
That s why I sit back and smoke my reefer listen what the Gods teach ya
Fuck a preacher, holdin guns ll great ya
Streets make it hard to survive, so most die
Some niggas is paralyzed, catchin slugs in they spine
Do the mankind, holdin my nine, commitin crimes
Sometime my mind relax, leave the block then come back
It s all affected way cracks and little kids packin gat
Bitches fuckin for stat, New York is wild like that
Perhaps you got an open cause judge in ya face
Sister made a mistake, got you layin upstate
5 to 15, holdin ya ox, from gettin wop
While somebody else fuckin ya girl right on ya block
Niggas bustin that cops for props
These streets is hot, sawed-off shotguns and weed spots
Snitches that eavesdrop, first of all started hard rocks
Stealin outta car, last night they talk nonstop, word

[Chorus 2X]

Royal Flush - Regulate

Tekst :

[Royal Flush]
It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way
Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day
The ennesex pull out the driveway
Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case
Niggas an ace, celebrate livin it great
Into your mind state, a lock front, but Flush straight
Over wound ya faith, hold it down across state
You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match
Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat
Face the phat, tattoo on my arm, and pack gat
Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back
Party back to back, New York, where it s at
Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin
Let s have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine
Respect mine, that s why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind
Bottom line, let s all shine, can t be mad at what s mine
It took a lot to get these props, three shots and almost got rocked
My hustle on the roof top, the watch cop, and I m gettin crazy cheddar
Drivin rose, Bentleys and better
The street contemplate the terror, the rhymes sever
And overdose speak broadcastin niggas leakin
Probably thinkin, I m just a wise nigga drinkin

[Chorus 2X]
Whatever you do, you gotta get ya shit straight
No time to wait, make money and regulate

[Mic Geronimo]
While on the mailbox, sit and steamin
Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin
Sorta like the shine, cept the thoughts son divine
Run wild inside they minds, maybe had somebody by me
My body wit lacerations, cuts, abrasions
Wounds I couldn t slide, from when the bullets started blazin
Awaken from concentration, started to skate
My heart rate, amagortex wit no brakes
Jump the gate, hit the ground on my side, but no pain
Turn around and find her comin like a runaway freight train
And play you, I see blues and cars are too
Choose or lose, ain t no option in my everyday news
Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up in the ride
Now my nigga Flush, he like lamped on the side
Strictly sorta Cajun, relax, mind lacin
Line cooperation, now to start activation
Ill collaboration, from a team now you facin
We break nation, flew back style afflatus
I only roll daily, wit the God burst heatin
Chill, a mass mill, lay back, leave it dubblin
Money for bubblin, from 95 thru recoverin
My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin s and jugglin

[Chorus 4X]

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