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Emeralds

de Roc Marciano

Aw man
Word
Niggas already know the muthafuckin' resume
Straight up and down, man (uh)
Rider shit
Terrace ave nigga (you already know)
Hempstead, muthafucka, LI stand the fuck up (uh)
Marc', nigga (yeah)
Fuck them niggas know about it? (uh)
Nothing (yeah)
Faggot (uh-huh)
Wish y'all would
When I catch one of you niggas, man (yeah)
Y'all niggas know, man (uh)
(Pussy niggas man)
Yeah
(Disgusting)
Yeah, huh

I got Lamborghini dreams
Nissan nightmares
Moving white, my ice as cool as the night air
Two fives flare
A glare through your Cartier eyewear
And knock your newborn out of the high chair
Divide and tear
Slice it by the hair like pear
They prey I share, fruit that I bear
I get nectarine in the beam
I steam a whole seventeen
Brolic chain, chunk, cheddar cheese
Spray up chumps
Tecs jam like heavy d
Hoes lay bread on me like deli meat (woah)
That's pimpish

Pass the mac-10 to my apprentice
While I get a pen and pad to print this
Then slide nine inches in your empress with the quickness
Get ran through swifter than wind sprints
You a byproduct of guys that grind and buy product
Black cards lie inside Prada wallets
Black cars glide like flying carpets
The 40 lay you out like a starfish
I'm doing God's work in the booth
This was allah's wish; I put a skirt on the coupe
Squirt 32s that'll burn in your suit
Muthafucka
(Yeah baby)

Light one up
Feds might run up
They might want us
Henny on ice in my styrofoam cup
Dimes get fucked
Lames, with the nine, get stuck
Rip cake and glide in the truck
These are emeralds
Only generals resemble
They throwing up signs and symbols
They throwing up sings and symbols

You just a pawn on the chessboard
I move pieces
On squares like Louis sneakers
Polices, gonna burn 'em off like leeches
Fall beneath us, people need to see the uniqueness
Speak your mind like telekinesis
Steam reefers
Watching pelicans on beaches
Slide long meat deep in Georgia peaches
Them whores be the source of your weakness

I take broads, do what I see fit
Break laws, money grip thick like queen pin
Rolex they gleam where my sleeve end
My enemy knee bend, my team win
You bleeding
Feel the reaper creeping
A brief wind, degree bring a freeze to your skin
Squeeze three at your bm
Till your meat spin
You hanging on by a thin tree limb
Cock weapons and pop the specimen
With elegance, metal wrench your wig, lead settle in
Your head been turned into gelatin
I ride with gentlemen
Hollow tops fly through your melanin
Cocksucker
Word up (uh)

Light one up
Feds might run up
They might want us
Henny on ice in my styrofoam cup
Dimes get fucked
Lames, with the nine, get stuck
Rip cake and glide in the truck
These are emeralds
Only generals resemble
They throwing up signs and symbols
They throwing up signs and symbols (throw it up, nigga)

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