More Or Less - shyne

More Or Less
Yeah
Its like new york's being soft
Ever since my ni**a shyne's been sitting in prison yeah
Check it
Sick things sick rings
This sh*t is sicking
Sick chain sick aim
5th bame 5th frame bail money
Lawyers acting funny
When I come through hit em with the bundle on the humble
Couple notes
Seen warlords with the rolls
Sh*t I want one 2 what the f**k I'm going do
Forget it if its dated we got till I'm dried and rotten
I'm rocking sideways motherf**ker crime pays
I need it I get it I got it I chop it I double the profit
And bubble the pockets I'm living to die
Niggas talk fly till I walk by
And pop something
You motherf**kers forgot something I'm not fronting
This ain't rap music
This ain't that
You f**k around and ill have you sleeping with a safe sac
Sincerely yours
Shyne motherf**king poe
B**ch get your bags hit the motherf**king door
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less
G is a g
A key is a key
A snitch is a fish with no fins
That can't swim when I dump him in the river
Chor-coal gray R
12 cylinders bulletproof sentence
Trial day sentences
I sound like who
You sound like trash
Get off my dick and pass my cash
They all do it cause I rap about it
I rap about it cause they do it
My musics the con do it
You will take it or live it b**ch ni**a I click it then pitch it
Wipe the prints up of this sh*t and ditch it
Hip hop ain't responsible for violence in America
America is responsible for violence in America
Back to the flow
Nose full of blow
Rolls full of hoes
Leave a ni**a clothes for the holes
The schools didn't want me
So the ** dealers taught me
Simple math step on it twice then
Bring it back
The full times wouldn't pay divide the labour costs
And still come away with enough to play
I see the same sh*t
Niggaz younger then me running the streets
Looking for something to eat
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less
Oh boy you better get down (foxy)
U better run for cover when I spit rounds
Oh u in some sh*t now
Get found slit down to the white meat
I'm from Brooklyn Vietnam ni**a I like beef
Living the murderer streets double pipe living the trouble life
Father was a jerk moms had to work papi had the dirt
And did what any real ni**a would do:
Got in front the stove now I got this sh*t sold
F**k u punks ni**a with your punk cash
With the punk blast put your punk a** in the trunk fast
What the f**k yall thought I bury niggas in walls
I'm the trail motherf**ker rapping raw
Punk blame shooting niggaz point blank
All the way to the bank rip your face off then I take off
The difference between me an them
You won't be seem them no more ni**a secrets of war
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less
May the angels walk with me more or less
Big things big rings ni**a more or less
F**king big stars and big cars more or less
I can see iv seen it all and done it all more or less