Figaro Chain Lyrics
| Song | Figaro Chain |
| Artist | LA the Darkman |
| Album | Heist of the Century |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bougard, Jackson, Muchita | |
| (hit em off) | |
| Chorus [la the darkman] | |
| We deal wit lucci, knowledge, bitches that go to college | |
| Niggas bubblin bricks, that see twenty million dollars | |
| I move wise, chinese secret enterprise | |
| Black spies givin niggas darkman neck ties, so civilize | |
| [havoc] | |
| What up nigga, havoc, yea that grimy bastid | |
| Get outlasted, you on some pretty rap shit | |
| Fuckin wit thugs, violate this, one in the mug | |
| Show no love, four-pounders was holdin us, that's a must | |
| Straight up and down, in gats we trust | |
| Think you bust, touch the stainless steel gats that never rust | |
| It's the lust, to get me vexed, don't take much | |
| You get blitzed on, shitted on, tnt rush | |
| Through the door, knocked off the mothafuckin hinges | |
| Relentless, runnin through your hood right off the hit list | |
| [la the darkman] | |
| Yo yo, between the gods and the goddesses, devils and demons | |
| I'm weed steamin, gold 32 karat tech gleamin | |
| Cream feenin, like casino, trapicante gambino | |
| Rollin strapped on a bike, new jack sit, like g and nino | |
| Shit is real dunn, me and hav rap for guns | |
| You just a son, you be hung by the skin on your tongue | |
| P.r.'s on the run, change my name, identity | |
| Got a dynasty of clanmen wit cheese like the kennedy's | |
| Non-friendly, see me in brazil sippin henny | |
| Check my pinky ring medallion, it's a form gold penny | |
| I'm drug, put my foot in my victims in cold blood | |
| Life is cheap for you thugs when you give the dirt a hug | |
| You move slow, direct effect of sniffin snow | |
| La's song, home alone smokin wit a red bone | |
| That get's messy, darkman blow spots like joe pesci | |
| In bars, wit twenty yards, "get out of jail free" cards | |
| You can't fuck wit this monopoly, knocker, dumb ?boka? | |
| Dreaded one, straight vodka, best selling crime shocker | |
| Tellin street stories, famous in the ghetto, knife glory | |
| Takin lives, cuz the rza shouldn't of let me out the hive | |
| La the darkman | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Word up, civilize, knawi'msayin, la the darkman | |
| Mobb deep, get sniped in your sleep, word up, word up | |
| Triple darkness |
| zuo qu : Bougard, Jackson, Muchita | |
| hit em off | |
| Chorus la the darkman | |
| We deal wit lucci, knowledge, bitches that go to college | |
| Niggas bubblin bricks, that see twenty million dollars | |
| I move wise, chinese secret enterprise | |
| Black spies givin niggas darkman neck ties, so civilize | |
| havoc | |
| What up nigga, havoc, yea that grimy bastid | |
| Get outlasted, you on some pretty rap shit | |
| Fuckin wit thugs, violate this, one in the mug | |
| Show no love, fourpounders was holdin us, that' s a must | |
| Straight up and down, in gats we trust | |
| Think you bust, touch the stainless steel gats that never rust | |
| It' s the lust, to get me vexed, don' t take much | |
| You get blitzed on, shitted on, tnt rush | |
| Through the door, knocked off the mothafuckin hinges | |
| Relentless, runnin through your hood right off the hit list | |
| la the darkman | |
| Yo yo, between the gods and the goddesses, devils and demons | |
| I' m weed steamin, gold 32 karat tech gleamin | |
| Cream feenin, like casino, trapicante gambino | |
| Rollin strapped on a bike, new jack sit, like g and nino | |
| Shit is real dunn, me and hav rap for guns | |
| You just a son, you be hung by the skin on your tongue | |
| P. r.' s on the run, change my name, identity | |
| Got a dynasty of clanmen wit cheese like the kennedy' s | |
| Nonfriendly, see me in brazil sippin henny | |
| Check my pinky ring medallion, it' s a form gold penny | |
| I' m drug, put my foot in my victims in cold blood | |
| Life is cheap for you thugs when you give the dirt a hug | |
| You move slow, direct effect of sniffin snow | |
| La' s song, home alone smokin wit a red bone | |
| That get' s messy, darkman blow spots like joe pesci | |
| In bars, wit twenty yards, " get out of jail free" cards | |
| You can' t fuck wit this monopoly, knocker, dumb ? boka? | |
| Dreaded one, straight vodka, best selling crime shocker | |
| Tellin street stories, famous in the ghetto, knife glory | |
| Takin lives, cuz the rza shouldn' t of let me out the hive | |
| La the darkman | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Word up, civilize, knawi' msayin, la the darkman | |
| Mobb deep, get sniped in your sleep, word up, word up | |
| Triple darkness |
| zuò qǔ : Bougard, Jackson, Muchita | |
| hit em off | |
| Chorus la the darkman | |
| We deal wit lucci, knowledge, bitches that go to college | |
| Niggas bubblin bricks, that see twenty million dollars | |
| I move wise, chinese secret enterprise | |
| Black spies givin niggas darkman neck ties, so civilize | |
| havoc | |
| What up nigga, havoc, yea that grimy bastid | |
| Get outlasted, you on some pretty rap shit | |
| Fuckin wit thugs, violate this, one in the mug | |
| Show no love, fourpounders was holdin us, that' s a must | |
| Straight up and down, in gats we trust | |
| Think you bust, touch the stainless steel gats that never rust | |
| It' s the lust, to get me vexed, don' t take much | |
| You get blitzed on, shitted on, tnt rush | |
| Through the door, knocked off the mothafuckin hinges | |
| Relentless, runnin through your hood right off the hit list | |
| la the darkman | |
| Yo yo, between the gods and the goddesses, devils and demons | |
| I' m weed steamin, gold 32 karat tech gleamin | |
| Cream feenin, like casino, trapicante gambino | |
| Rollin strapped on a bike, new jack sit, like g and nino | |
| Shit is real dunn, me and hav rap for guns | |
| You just a son, you be hung by the skin on your tongue | |
| P. r.' s on the run, change my name, identity | |
| Got a dynasty of clanmen wit cheese like the kennedy' s | |
| Nonfriendly, see me in brazil sippin henny | |
| Check my pinky ring medallion, it' s a form gold penny | |
| I' m drug, put my foot in my victims in cold blood | |
| Life is cheap for you thugs when you give the dirt a hug | |
| You move slow, direct effect of sniffin snow | |
| La' s song, home alone smokin wit a red bone | |
| That get' s messy, darkman blow spots like joe pesci | |
| In bars, wit twenty yards, " get out of jail free" cards | |
| You can' t fuck wit this monopoly, knocker, dumb ? boka? | |
| Dreaded one, straight vodka, best selling crime shocker | |
| Tellin street stories, famous in the ghetto, knife glory | |
| Takin lives, cuz the rza shouldn' t of let me out the hive | |
| La the darkman | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| Word up, civilize, knawi' msayin, la the darkman | |
| Mobb deep, get sniped in your sleep, word up, word up | |
| Triple darkness |
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