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Inside the bodega, he leaned on an A. He stood at the top of the stoop, his hands in his coat pockets, leaning against a black door, his head turning both ways as if on the lookout for trouble. Wallace, which started showing in theaters on Friday nearly 12 years after he was shot dead in Los Angeles at age 24 , is a reason to reflect on a life of drama and a story of redemption, the film is also a portrait of life in Bed-Stuy, or at least life as it used to be. It is a flashback to an era of Walkmans, corner drug deals and rap duels in a neighborhood that is now largely referred to by real estate agents as Clinton Hill, where there is more diversity, million-dollar condos, gourmet restaurants and less apprehension about walking alone at night. The movie is as much a commentary on the neighborhood that inspired his music as anything else. The diner is still there.
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Guardar en Playlist. Yo yo this funk doc Straight up nigga lay down No time to play now uh ha Brace be around your hip from the waist down Keep it calm and don't react Cognac be the Zodiac Lo we back cock so these cats won't relax You see the face through the open mask, body Open gash, hoes throw me cash We gon blow, front row, do tash I'm a what you call a dog Fucking girls that do hair in mini-malls Lunatic when Doc spit, four patted walls uh ha Sick therapy got you back in the raw uh ha Cocky mass, I put the axe in the door Massacre, seminars off Branson jars I'll strip your hoe, strip your Benz Even strip that black line on your Master Card Card, card, card. BK niggas, hold it down correct uh ha Been a long time coming, niggas better start running Do more than top-gunning Dumming like a fifty-dollar sum And y'all cowards don't mean nothing uh huh Kept it real with this Rap shit while you try to go Pop I got the Maz' flow down on the schemes and plots uh ha If I want, nigga, I could come and take your block So call them, the first one to call the cops Like a lesbi, strictly platinum status nigga, let's see I don't want to test, be, niggas don't impress me Who got you gassed like Ghetty, funny like Eddie? Yo, yo, ha ha, yo It's the phenomenal Cease, kill more than cancer Serious, real thug, no dancer what More cheese than cameras, cock them hammers uh My fo' fo' leave niggas bent like Montana I'm killer than these cats could imagine when I'm rapping oww I make it happen when I'm relaxing Who want action? I'ma give you whatcha bargain for It's not friction, it's like fiction Puttin' these cats outta commission Flows that's devastatin', I'm dissin', so listen If it's hot, then get the fuck out the kitchen We All-City, we all-pretty Niggas rather die just to floss wit' me ha Keep it real, fuck how niggas feel feel 'cause this direct shit gonna get niggas killed Niggas sayin' Cease can't write, Cease can't rob yo Little do they know, I'm ahead of my time Future rhymes, what. Uh huh, c'mon Uh huh, huh Ha ha, ha. Letras de Canciones. Novedades Musicales.