me step my game up, game up Step my game up yeah step my game up You make me step my game up, game up Step my game up yeah, my game up You make me step
Übersetzung: Little Brother. Step It Up.
Nigga 25 to live for the murder. Was it worth it I've always wondered. Maybe if the hood didn't take me under. Geah, this going out to all the niggas, It
come up move Verse Five: {Baby} My niggas gave me love my niggas gave me dubs My niggas watch me come up from a motherfuckin' scrub Verse Six: {E. Vicious} So it
beginning to end Brothers in the business and loyal friends Steppin' on stages, movin' as one For the money and for the fun No matter how it goes, how bad it
it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all
more to this life than just faking up reality I wake up in the morning and I stretch out my feet Say a thank you prayer then I brush up my teeth A little
to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn
me and avoids me like cancer Grow up rough and it's hard to understand stuff Moms was tough cause his poppa wasn't man enough Couldn't stand up to his
call a kingpin Send my brotha what he needs is some weed up ta season Tell him just be ready set, pack ya shit up quick And when I hit, be prepared ta
real And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme AS strong as a fuckin' nine Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up
the head honcho Swift fist like Camacho, I got so much style I should be down wit the Stylistics Make up to break up [singing in background] niggaz need to wake up
in the other, kid, Diaper on my ass Thirty rac up in the fucking crib. Had 'em sayin, "What the fuck is up? ". 'Cause all I do is fill up cups And puff
I keep it fresh like the ocean and cool breeze [Chorus - Brother Ali] Maybe it's just me I keep, movin this pen like it'll set me free Best believe,
What's up homey? Don't you know me?) Si mon (Ain't you the brother of the mas pingo?) Straight up, and I'm down with La Raza Kid Frost got my back, BOO
that old Latin funk, knowhatI'msayin? [Sen Dog] (What's up homey?Don't you know me?)Si mon (Ain't you the brother of the mas pingo?)Straight up And
rod Isn't that odd, instead of sayin my dick's hard It's not about knockin you, do you feel like clockin loot? Forget it act stupid little sucker I'll
