Labor Pains Lyrics

(Chorus) Razah Make that money, shake that honey Throw a drink on the chick if she acts too funny Better sit on your lap like a crash test dummy Niggas that wanna hate better get away from me Make that money, shake that honey Throw a drink on the chick if she acts too funny Let us sit in the car like a crash test dummy Niggas that wanna hate better get away from me [Hell Razah] Kick a verse in the booth you could take to a jeweler Feeling like Scarface on his escape from Cuba Grey Goose in my cooler, I'm born a ruler Got man disciplined similar to Buddha You get J. Edgar Hoovered, you fuck, I'll loot up I'm Disturbing tha Peace and I ain't with Luda This ain't no rumor and y'all killas with blanks and rugers I developed your brain and it became a tumor More deadly than a dope, in the arms of shooters If you're looking for a get high I'm what you need Alicia Keys write deeper than these wack emcees So wash and blow hair with ease, like I came with a breeze I raise Hell to a thousand degrees Ring bells of Public Housings, my projects is shooting at D's It's Maccabeez in them SUV's Especially to clear a pathway if you ain't gon' squeeze (Chorus) Razah We gotta make that money, shake that honey Throw a drink on the chick if she act too funny Better sit on your lap like a crash test dummy Y'all got fat while I starved, so I came back hungry Make that money, shake that honey Throw a drink on the chick if she act too funny Let us sit in the car like a crash test dummy Y'all got fat while I starved, so I came back hungry [Hell Razah] Yeah, Renaissance Child, Razah Rubies, Rabbi Y'all niggas know what it is I'm the rebirth of Black Caesar, strapped with heaters We used to back reefer and crack the mind readers Now most of the god-bodies turned to gang leaders Came from Olde English to Grey Goose lead us From A-train stick-ups, late nights on Easter Now it's Passport's and Bank Cards and Visa's Worldwide business moves, I ain't tryna move Gimme a month and you'll be shining my shoes I invest in building up schools Give the children the jewels So they can talk like the King of the Jews Now it's ProTools, Bluetooth, digital cash Government giving citizens a prisoner's pass Crack a forty, welcome back y'all its Brooklyn homey You know what it is, so kindly come off that rodeo (Take it off) Any beef is a wrap like Jamaican rollie I've missed them real live niggas like Todd and Herbie Rest in Peace (Outro) Razah All my live-live real niggas out there from Brooklyn You know what I'm saying? All the way from Chicago to mothafucking L.A.Hell Razah - Labor Pains - http://motolyrics.com/hell-razah/labor-pains-lyrics.html