Golden Sands-Wu-Syndicate

Golden Sands

歌手:Wu-Syndicate

专辑:Wu-Syndicate

时间:1999-04-20

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Intro:Myalansky

Joe Mafia

D**n VA Hot as a b***h yo

Word up

Common will state though

Son that s**t is f**ked up

Was in the court room the other day

They try to give a n***a a hundred years

Word

They can't do all that time man some common will s**t

I know they trying to do though

They trying to snatch us up the street

So they can reproduce their seeds through are women

S**t is hot it's the golden sands

{Myalansky}

Indicted on counts of conspiracy investigation

Lookin at d**g rene crops to stop the organization

Big heads fled the country bags of lucci

Rags of gucci down at Carantang true see

They got no proof from daddy type manuevers

Down so low operations moves through the sewers

F**k the three crops Busy saleet s**t is stock

Making cheese run and flew the scene Megatrees a pot

Locked in storage steady moving forward

Seein flash of lights no paranoia fright

It's trife sending mom through kites from natural life

Son of a traitor trails lead you to outta state a

Calculators adding your digits numbers blow your pager

Handeling business mind bogling split decisions

Johnny Coc a lawyer you get him to a stated prison

Then informers follow you state cuttin corners

Hotel lobbies they swarm and try to creep up on you

Greesy moves under alias names

You catching no sleep it's hot in these streets

The Golden Sands

{Joe Mafia}

In the golden sands shiste cats we wan't grands

Eight fifties drop tops and Lex lands

We throwing darts what And got some big plans

Living life in the golden sands

{Myalansky}

In the project all big willie cats oh yeah

We see you shining pushing GX Lex with girls

N***as get shook up time weather get out of hand

Living life in the golden sand

{Joe Mafia}

Peep the picasso mafioso hold the cargo

Foranardo suit the neck drive passtol

Suit the hand sand Fly genie b***hes with fans

Arabian bang diamond cut chandelier fame

Out with bass glanded nice god bliss ice vintage

Catch to clap you if you ask Emmitt

Only act vivid and precide the dynasty underseas

Supreme god in the treasure chest d**g with the best

I bomb heads with the suit a fedic head naw for medics

And cut on 101 and then put you out on anestetics

Rhyme infested white collar ice coller rottweiler

Criminologist top scholar minus what dollar

I execute ambasadors clapping

Hammers as Thor sparking eight east wars

So far we survivelist regardless how live it gets

Camouflage squad banded arms with banana clips

Savage invading palaces for democratics the war tactic

I'll crafted to spread malice

My team max it legacies for milleniums

Wu Syndicate emblems more feared then Benjamins

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