Real Hip Hop Lyrics | Tragedy Khadafi - L.A., L.A. (4th Verse from "L.A., L.A." by Capone-N-Noreaga) @RealHipHopLyrics | Uploaded October 2024 | Updated October 2024, 3 hours ago.
TARGET: Tha Dogg Pound
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Been on this planet for twenty-five years and still strong
The world's rotten like the veins in my father's arm
I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah
World going in flames like Sodom and Gomorrah
Niggas dried up, laying in the box from the virus
Commercial thugs try to bust gats at the livest
This life of crime only will shine real survivors
Y'all half-way niggas, I advise you not to try this
So brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
La ilaha illallah illallah
You're fucking with the God that's Gomar Oz Dubar
Official, my missile rips through your bone gristle
While you sneak thieving niggas get locked and blow the whistle
For the jake, my mouthpiece remains minute
Team made my bail, scooped me up in the Lex Coupe
Now I'm out, back to the galaxy of Queens
In between the crime scenes serving fans like fiends
Fiends, fiends, fiends, so it seems
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Artist/Group: Tragedy Khadafi
Album: The War Report by Capone-N-Noreaga
Released: 1997
Label: Penalty/Tommy Boy/Warner Bros.
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TARGET: Tha Dogg Pound
LYRICS OF THIS VERSE:
Been on this planet for twenty-five years and still strong
The world's rotten like the veins in my father's arm
I remain calm, study Islam, read the Torah
World going in flames like Sodom and Gomorrah
Niggas dried up, laying in the box from the virus
Commercial thugs try to bust gats at the livest
This life of crime only will shine real survivors
Y'all half-way niggas, I advise you not to try this
So brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
La ilaha illallah illallah
You're fucking with the God that's Gomar Oz Dubar
Official, my missile rips through your bone gristle
While you sneak thieving niggas get locked and blow the whistle
For the jake, my mouthpiece remains minute
Team made my bail, scooped me up in the Lex Coupe
Now I'm out, back to the galaxy of Queens
In between the crime scenes serving fans like fiends
Fiends, fiends, fiends, so it seems
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Artist/Group: Tragedy Khadafi
Album: The War Report by Capone-N-Noreaga
Released: 1997
Label: Penalty/Tommy Boy/Warner Bros.
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