Whoa Testo

Testo Whoa

Artist: Lil' Kim Titel: My Niggas [Chorus] My niggas pull triggas, stack figures, whoa whoa whoa Snitch niggas, broke niggas, not my niggas, no no no In the club we sippin' Don P, sittin? lovely, oh whoa whoa Sexy ladies goin? crazy 'cause the beats like whoa whoa whoa [Verse 1] Fresh out the federal building To Bently Coupes with the convertable ceilings It?s the Black Widow, call me Ms. White I done been through it all, shoot-outs and fist fights Brooklyn bitch, it go wrong I get right Back with a classic, now gimmie 6 mics Can?t reach me on the phone, then send a bitch a kite Man I do's it in heels or a pair of crisp Nikes Stand behind Martin Luther King but I?m more like Malcolm X Guerillas beatin' on they chest, get it right, I'm Malcom X Please keep the peace 'cause a coward show me disrespect My niggas put his soul to rest, I don't wanna see who's next Champagne on my campaign, Kim for mayor Told you I?m the same bitch from the escalator And I ain?t trippin? off you rats and investigators Get your envelopes, time to address the haters [Chorus] My niggas pull triggas, stack figures, whoa whoa whoa Snitch niggas, broke niggas, not my niggas, no no no In the club we sippin' Don P, sittin? lovely, oh whoa whoa Sexy ladies goin? crazy 'cause the beats like whoa whoa whoa [Verse 2] Me and my team we tryin to own casinos So we can all cop a crib like Pacino?s Come through in a ?06 Benz-ito The feds tryin' to shut us down like Nino We keep it goin? man, we keep it goin? man Won?t stop, can't, gotta keep it goin' man See I do it for the fans, they?ll never understand While they goin' off course, me I?m stickin' to the plan Feel the movement, it?s a whole new crew Fuck Junior M.A.F.I.A., that chapter?s through Them faggots done did something that they can?t undo Whoever ridin' wit' ?em they can get one too Coulda copped out to a 1 to 3 do Still took it to trial even though I blew Brooklyn style baby, that?s how we do it Real gangstas and ain?t got to prove it [Chorus] My niggas pull triggas, stack figures, whoa whoa whoa Snitch niggas, broke niggas, not my niggas, no no no In the club we sippin' Don P, sittin? lovely, oh whoa whoa Sexy ladies goin? crazy 'cause the beats like whoa whoa whoa Oh, ah ah ah oh, ah ah ah oh, ah ah ah oh Oh, ah ah ah oh, ah ah ah oh, ah ah ah oh [Verse 3] Now a party ain?t a party ?till the Queen come through You know where I go man, the team come too Pull up in the Phantom or the V-1-2 Lil? Kim?s that girl even got her own shoe In the club with my clique though, glass full of Crist-o In the jail jumpsuit still a bad bitch though Rose from the ghetto, it was hard from the get go Then I showed the hood, the world ain?t just for rich folk Get ya lil' dance up, B-K stand up Straight to the dance floor, everybody hands up Throw it up, get down, fellas hold ya pants up Ladies throw it right back, tell that nigga man up [Chorus] My niggas pull triggas, stack figures, whoa whoa whoa Snitch niggas, broke niggas, not my niggas, no no no In the club we sippin' Don P, sittin? lovely, oh whoa whoa Sexy ladies goin? crazy 'cause the beats like whoa whoa whoa