Edo. G, Pete Rock - Situations lyrics
Pete Rock [Peter Phillips] The Bronx, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Edo. G, Pete Rock - Situations lyrics]
This is a word to the wise
Never sleep where you shit at
The ghetto keep a riddat
Watch who you spit at
The enemy who said "Fuck Peace and Serenity"
I keep a tight family like the Kennedy's
Streets take virginity
With long nights of Hennessy, and obscenities
The coco, kept a lot loco
But never made me loco
Everything's legit, but my eyes on the po-po
A vet in this game
You young niggas tryna go pro
Rep it like a lawyer, this was pro bono
To most that's a no no
No gimmicks, classy hoes, flashy clothes
Cursive logos, strictly solos
Timb boots and Polos, play the low low
And take you crap niggas out like a promo
Situations to my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
It's funny how money changes situations
Situations
Yo other bein' around when there ain't
No snipes or stickers left
You could meet a quicker death
Talkin' shit wit' yo liquor breath
False courage, I don't encourage
We can go head up on
Pay-Per-View with live coverage
You rap cats is programmed
(what?) like a outreach (uhuh)
Club thugs wanna bone I got ya mouthpeice
Ridin' scooters down in South Beach (yeah)
Keep it jinglin'
While haters freezin' in the winglin'
I'd rather know a thousand millionaires
Than a million hundred-aires
I'd of dogged two in a hundred years
I'm a Savage like Fred
(uhuh) without The Wonder Years
And it's my last resort, when the gun appears
It's a blessin' bein' 'boveground
Knowin', bombs would touch down
Soon as I touchdown
A lot of dogs is bloodhounds
But Edo g gon' hit you when I bust down
To my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
It's funny how money changes situations yo
To my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
(Amen)
Underground new shit, you don't spit once
It's funny how money changes situations
Yo, it ain't about how you flow
(yeah) , it's about who you know
And who gon' get behind you wit'
Dough to make you blow (yeah)
I'mma show you
Pay you niggas back like I owe you
I don't trust none of y'all
As far as I can throw you what I go through
(yeah) , everyday life that gets harder
Niggas get on, and get tried in Nevada
We could talk about chips like, Erik Estrada
When I put it in Ducatta
You rhymin' 'bout nada
But Edo g, get that lee-way
Hear my name on the streets
(uhuh) with that "he-say-she-say"
I'm ahead of my time
Runnin' back like a replay
You like a Tuesday, a "weak day"
Hungry MCs is tastin' nothin'
But defeat today i'mma eat today
(uhuh) , that completes today (Uhuh)
Get y'all folks behind me and lead the way
What more I need to say?
I'm standin' on my own two feet today
I'm standin' on my own two feet today
And it won't stop!
Situations to my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit
You don't spit son It's funny how
Money changes situations ayo
To my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit once
It's funny how money changes situations
Never sleep where you shit at
The ghetto keep a riddat
Watch who you spit at
The enemy who said "Fuck Peace and Serenity"
I keep a tight family like the Kennedy's
Streets take virginity
With long nights of Hennessy, and obscenities
The coco, kept a lot loco
But never made me loco
Everything's legit, but my eyes on the po-po
A vet in this game
You young niggas tryna go pro
Rep it like a lawyer, this was pro bono
To most that's a no no
No gimmicks, classy hoes, flashy clothes
Cursive logos, strictly solos
Timb boots and Polos, play the low low
And take you crap niggas out like a promo
Situations to my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
It's funny how money changes situations
Situations
Yo other bein' around when there ain't
No snipes or stickers left
You could meet a quicker death
Talkin' shit wit' yo liquor breath
False courage, I don't encourage
We can go head up on
Pay-Per-View with live coverage
You rap cats is programmed
(what?) like a outreach (uhuh)
Club thugs wanna bone I got ya mouthpeice
Ridin' scooters down in South Beach (yeah)
Keep it jinglin'
While haters freezin' in the winglin'
I'd rather know a thousand millionaires
Than a million hundred-aires
I'd of dogged two in a hundred years
I'm a Savage like Fred
(uhuh) without The Wonder Years
And it's my last resort, when the gun appears
It's a blessin' bein' 'boveground
Knowin', bombs would touch down
Soon as I touchdown
A lot of dogs is bloodhounds
But Edo g gon' hit you when I bust down
To my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
It's funny how money changes situations yo
To my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
(Amen)
Underground new shit, you don't spit once
It's funny how money changes situations
Yo, it ain't about how you flow
(yeah) , it's about who you know
And who gon' get behind you wit'
Dough to make you blow (yeah)
I'mma show you
Pay you niggas back like I owe you
I don't trust none of y'all
As far as I can throw you what I go through
(yeah) , everyday life that gets harder
Niggas get on, and get tried in Nevada
We could talk about chips like, Erik Estrada
When I put it in Ducatta
You rhymin' 'bout nada
But Edo g, get that lee-way
Hear my name on the streets
(uhuh) with that "he-say-she-say"
I'm ahead of my time
Runnin' back like a replay
You like a Tuesday, a "weak day"
Hungry MCs is tastin' nothin'
But defeat today i'mma eat today
(uhuh) , that completes today (Uhuh)
Get y'all folks behind me and lead the way
What more I need to say?
I'm standin' on my own two feet today
I'm standin' on my own two feet today
And it won't stop!
Situations to my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my dunns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit
You don't spit son It's funny how
Money changes situations ayo
To my man Edo g, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit once
It's funny how money changes situations