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biggrin I say Uptown poppin', Uptown rockin'
Uptown made us, it's the home of them +Hard Knocks+
Cook up a whole block, kitted up in all white
Ridin with a chopper and black diamonds, and it all nice
Shop til you pop b***h, do your own thing hoe
Got the game from KC, suckin flow, 6 Court
Bling bling king n***a, money ain't a thing n***a
Ridin in the Lamborgini, suicidal eagle wings
Assault rifles, my lil homies big poppas
Comin thru the attic, 20 in that heli-choppa
Zip it and whip it n***a, that's how we ship it n***a
Burn it and light it, then we dip it and we hit it n***a
I spent a mil' on my grill, for real
Cuz we be stuntin' while we husltin' n***a, makin these hills
We be grindin' while we shinin' n***a, packin' the steel
Stay fly, get money n***a, stack it and bulid xd remember your boy brandon ha ha peace
- by brandon_mason |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/25/2009 |
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- Title: we stay uptown
- Artist: brandon_mason
- Description: brandon in the uptown you hear me
- Date: 01/25/2009
- Tags: stay uptown
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Comments (5 Comments)
- francisco_car - 01/31/2009
- good
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- -x- Fridge -x- - 01/26/2009
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Yeah. That's poetry. Not.
Writing randomly and throwing in obscene words every now and then, does not make you sound cool. It makes your poetry sound less intelligent. 2/5 - Report As Spam
- dennis_lazo33 - 01/26/2009
- its tight make more
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- francisco_car - 01/26/2009
- uptown made us gangsta s**t
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- francisco_car - 01/25/2009
- damn man keep making more
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