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Fredro Starr - What If lyrics
(*puffin in background*) yo what up son? yea happy new years man,you too yea but its crazy cold out here right about now man yea I'm jus chillin in the coupe k'nawm sayin? windows up,drivin through the city smokin a elfadolough you know how we do this shit I be thinkin about is crazy son What if Notorious was here? What if he was around? would all these niggas claim to be king? who would wear the crown? Yo, what if Pac was still thuggin? What if he was alive? would all these niggas still be screamin out "ride or die"! What if Milli Vanilli's record never skipped on stage? they'd be the illest con niggas in the game today Yo, what if Jordan never had Scottie? What if Sammie never ratted Gotti? What if New York without Giuliani? What if Mike Tyson fought AlI in his prime? What if Will Smith got gangsta and start cursin rhymes? What if Erik never met Parish? think they'd be makin dollas? What if they neva made candy paint for Impalas? my down south niggas'll wil' out,word up my west coast niggas'll wil' out,word up What if computers shut down for the Y2K? What if NWA neva had DRE? What if Eminem was black? would he have sold five mil. or would he be 1 out of 5 million rappers with no deal? What if you had to pay for air? a dollar a breath half the hood would fuckin pass out and choke to death What if hip hop was banned in 52 states? they'd give you 5 years a piece for wreckin cd's and tapes What if the world stopped? no more time,fuck a watch What if there's no laws no jails,and no more cops? shit is crazy shit I be thinkin about yo, it's just questions that I ask myself when I analyze the world when I'm by myself I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself drinkin weed smokin hennessee all by myself questions,that I ask myself when I analyze the world when I'm by myself I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself drinkin weed smokin hennessee all by myself its questions...that I ask myself shit is craaazy,shit I b thinkin about,thinkin about Yo, what if Snoop was the president? shit we'd all be high blowin chronic in the white house smoke in the sky What if they neva made the Coupe 5 what would I drive? probly a 430 drop,ruthless,wit buggy eyes What if Red and Meth freestyled and battled on stage? What if Daz had bald head and Onyx had braids? What if history was changed? slavory reversed would black ladies see white boys and clinch they purse? What if Dialo Dege is shot,41 times? What if the kids was popular that went to Columbine? What if Ewing would have dunked it instead of fading away? tha knicks woulda been the champs he wouldnta got traded away yo What if Front neva met Diggs would i'a been a MC? What if its Selow? you in my rollin 1,2,3 What if the world stop? no more time,fuck a watch What if there's no laws no jails,and no more cops? shit is crazy shit I be thinkin about yo, it's just questions that I ask myself when I analyze the world when I'm by myself I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself drinkin weed smokin hennessee all by myself questions,that I ask myself when I analyze the world when I'm by myself I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself drinkin weed smokin hennessee all by myself its questions...that I ask myself shit is crazy,thinkin about lookin out the window all I see is rain feelin the pain gunshots out my window ugh,ugh,ugh anotha nigga gets slayed wit a mots to big drinkin this weed smokin this Hennesey aint anotha like,me craazy fuck all yall fuck the world fuck america... |
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