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Conti Lynora - 12 O'Clock lyrics
[Lil Dap (of Group Home)]
 Hmm, hmm
 About 12 O'Clock Brooklyn when this shit took place
 Fake niggas on the ground, fakin moves in BK
 Yo they coming far beyond, coming to Brook-lan
 Never think it could happen when shit lives on
 You should of called me when you got over the Brooklyn Bridge
 These evil ass tryfe kids only got one life to live
 Niggas never should of fucked around with Lil Dap
 Coming straight from the streets where the rhymes react
 Group Home, reign supreme coming through with my team
 For ya faggot ass niggas shining infa red beams
 BK to the fullest, to the day that we die
 Open my eyes, a seventh day a new surprise
 Wondering why, niggas in the hood, they die
 Mothers they cry, niggas busting shots in the sky
 Smoking my la, I only want a piece of the pie...
 [Interlude]
 Yo son, whatup whatup son? I'm downstairs
 Buzz the door man, all these niggas man, these niggas
 lookin at my clothes and shit
 Man these niggas know I ain't in from out here man
 Son whatup son? let me up buzz the D-door son
 Come on park, you know I don't really know BK like that man
 Whut the ah? yo whatups son, YO
 Son I got this bit-ish with me, she scared son, whatup son?
 These niggas beaming my shit son, I don't got my
 ch-rome whatsup?
 [Nicky Bondz (of Rose Family)]
 I'm downstairs, in front of the building
 Niggas rolling dice, smoking, 
 we probably ain't cuttin their eyes at my ice
 And shorty on my arm, 
 even though I've been with Screw back "Remain calm"
 Hope the gat ain't line me up and buzz the intercom
 Look to my left, I've seen this cat throw his hoodie on
 Yo what's the verdict?
 For my herc, I fuck around and get murdered
 Came to Brooklyn, nigga I'd rob on some heard shit
 Just got through smoking weed then I'm nervous
 Shorty said she was from Red Hook, but I don't know where I'm at
 Surrounded by a bunch of thirsty crooks, givin me thirsty looks
 If it go down son, I'll chill and disrespect the jerksConti Lynora - 12 O'Clock - http://motolyrics.com/conti-lynora/12-oclock-lyrics.html
 Or give it all up, it ain't right giving my life took
 I've slipped up and these niggas caught the right jooks
 Damn
[Interlude]
 Yo, [one more] don't don't move
 just chill, shut the fuck up, take that shit up, pop that shit
 shut up bitch take that shit off the bitch off too
 take them rings off her ear, everything off
 word to pa, shut the fuck up before i hit you
 word up, take that coat off that bitch too, where your keys at?
 get the fuck out up the bone before i shoot you nigga
 get the fuck up out of here nigga, what the fuck is wrong
 what what? (smack)
 [Chorus: Lil Dap]
 BK BK till the day that we day
 Open my eyes, the seventh day a new suprise (2X)
 [Lil Dap]
 Uh, first your a victim to society yes
 Punch a nigga in his face everytime he flex
 East New York legend boys reign supreme
 If they said he didn't gimme, wouldn't know what it means
 Where my people at? coming from the east and the west
 Where my people at? coming from the north and the south
 Here to represent my people who ain't got it, no doubt
 Yo we come from Brooklyn where shit is rough
 Niggas are bustin' and duckin', got niggas forced to get tough
 Can't see my nigga dying and burnt to dust
 When the world's about the end, about to turn to rust
 Be corcerned three learn, but will niggas get burnt
 Never think it could happen but the strong will learn
Chorus (3X)
 Uh, uh, uh
 We doing this live
 Live for my cats
 All The Kings Men, know what i'm saying, Rose Family
 East New York style, low budget style
 Group Home style, aight, Jeru Tha Damaja, Brainsick Mob
 Aight, for the real cats in the streets, that's living the struggle
 For the seeds, baby, uhm











