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children of the corn - american dream كلمات الأغنية

[big l]
ugh, ugh, ugh yeah
the nfl crew and the children of the corn,
comin’ straight from money makin’ manhattan
a.k.a. harlem, the home of the hustlas
you know how we do, yeah

[mcgruff]
crooked corrupt criminal crime boss with cream
cocaine hustla, blowin’ out the brains of bustas
be in my mansion, chillin’, inhalin’ ganja smoke
countin’ mad cream, weighin’ tons of c-ke
guarded by thugs and rottweilers
i flood the streets with drugs and clock dollaz
n-gg-z get plugged when my glock hollas
skunk smoka, philly and owl rippa
cristal sippa, i been a w-lly fo a while n-gg-
gruff got hoes, da man wit all the nachos
expensive hot clothes, drop top rolls
east coast, west coast, fiends overdose
gruff get the cream wit my team then i’m ghost

[mase]
this money be, temptin’ me, to jump out the mpv
empty three clips of hollow tips with no sympathy
since fourteen i sold morphine for more green
kept dope in the nautica coat, under the drawstring
and watched out for cops, squad cars and beamers
and larger ninas, flee the country to argentina
lay back on the beach, yeah, coastin’ with commuters
smokin’ the buddhaz on the cruise line boat to aruba
for a while yo, pumped the vile so, i compiled dough
then become a harlem kingpin just like al po
get paid so i can lay low in san diego
with yayo and ship it out whenever i say so

[chorus]
yo, makin’ that money’s the american dream
east coast to west coast, you know what i mean
whether it’s uptown or downtown, you pick the scene
you got to get your own scheme, we ain’t splittin’ this green

[cam’ron]
and in florida, its cam’s orlando
lyric soprano, me and my cuban connection fernando
sellin’ bags of camo, streets be ran with ammo
see me late night, take flight
dropping though these eight flights
hold my blade tight, forced to do wrong to make right
now they got this daddy braggin’
but last year had me saggin’
wasn’t ready when teddy was baggin’
tossed me in the paddy wagon
and life’s an obstacle, often i just stop and pull
brothas like to act, that’s why i make sure that the glock is full
reporters shootin’ photos of killa shootin’ the glock, i’m loco
drinkin’ vodka dolo, sellin’ yayo in acapulco
so all the fame without the fortune, godd-mn you wrong
killa cam cameron, survivin’ in the amazon

[bloodshed]
yo, i leave you dazed and froze
with all kinds of amazing flows
money surrounded, i count it, while bathin’ with asian hoes
back home n-gg-z is after me,
i’m past the sea sippin’ daiquiris
c-ke factories, fiends baggin’ up crack for me
from cuttin’ up rocks to investin’ in stocks
nautical yachts and knots bustin’ out of my socks
now that blood’s paid in chubby
all the ladies love me
they aim to make me hubby
behind my back they say “my baby’s ugly”
each night i sleep with freaks with lamborghini jeeps
neighbors be sneekin’ peeks
of how my s-m-n leaks between the sheets
mess up my loot, i’ll cut ya collar swan
cause these is modern times
and only thing i see is dollar signs

[big l]
check it
to be seen clean in the mean beam’ is every teens dream
big l, supreme fiend with more green than springstein
you know i’m crazy quick to smack a groupie
i’m known to mack a hoochie
do i got stacks of lucci? absolutely
harlem kids is known for felonies and sellin’ keys
pushin’ 300z’s, gs3’s and puffin’ trees
these g’s breeze while dt’s be yellin’ freeze
we stash g’s and keep a pocket full of centuries
ayo, i’m set for the rest of my life
some clown that laid the threat cause i had s-x with his wife
i stuck my tool to his brain
said “act a fool and get slain”
n-gg- yo b-tch chose me, you know the rules to the game

- children of the corn

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