First Day Home Lyrics

by Noreaga Lyrics

album Melvin Flynt-Da Hustler Lyrics


First Day Home
Hook (2x)
I juss came home
I aint got no loo
I aint trin' 2 sell drug
I aint tryin 2 shoo
I'm tryin' 2 be a good nigga even wearin a sui
But the only job I got is 2 make hot sou
Verse 1
Open da
Now you releas
Peep
Bacc on the street
You don't want no peac
Need a job or sumthin
B-4 you start robbin sumthin
Tryin 2-b made
Like you in the mob or sumthin
X-tra curicular
Activities swif
You can't
Hit the streets cuz dese niggas a snitc
See yo foul nigga
And he on yo as
He wanna violate yo
You aint got no cas
You gotta see him every Tuesda
B-4 twelv
But fucc dat you come late and he send you bac
Peep di
One day you made up some shi
You told hi
You was late cuz ya moms is sic
He said ok next time i send you awa
You bettah piss in this cu
Get to urinate
You thought he a hom
So baliff analyz
He juss turn aroun
And juss pissed out your St. Ine
Reinact it always gotta take attractiv
Ayo P.O. when I'm gon be inactiv
While I'm on weekl
Switch that u
I get a job soon
You could stitch that u
I'm gon be a rappe
A-yo be real famou
Always on T
Neva sayin' lame shi
Give me some slac
A-yo plus the fac
A-yo I gotta job nigg
Yo I'm gon ra
Hook (2x)
I juss came home
I aint got no loo
I aint trin' 2 sell drug
I aint tryin 2 shoo
I'm tryin' 2 be a good nigga even wearin a sui
But the only job I got is 2 make hot sou
Talk
What up bo
Yeah what you mean I ain't callin you collec
I'm hom
You messin' wit me tonit
What you mean Trump Internationa
Nah I was thinkin' more like a walk or sumthin
I aint got no pape
Verse 2
If you
Want honey bettah have mone
If yo
Want some ass bettah get some cas
Its like
When I came home life went 2 fas
When
Left the streets yo
I was the ma
Now I'm comin bacc hom
New face new fa
I gotta beard
B-4 I aint had no hai
On my fac
Used 2 diss me
On the regular
So what I aint got a haircu
No new sneaka
I got old ass Tim'
goin' bacc to the hoo
Playin ball on the same rim
Tellin' niggas I rhym
Let me shyn
At block partie
Yo I left right da
A-Yo I'm real serious
Sell drugs all da
Im gon get o
1st tracc that I spit o
I'm gon lace i
Smuther you and plus taste i
I get my shit upgrade
Yours race i
Now that its on
My girl roc
Louie Baton/ Gucci/ Bently/ Prada/ Escad
Now that its o
It's like my chic gotta alot
Everything she's supossed
She the only one that I'm close
Otha people is snake
I got so much beef for these niggaz on Jake
Its like some of 'em real most of 'em fak

Hook (2x)
I juss came home
I aint got no loo
I aint trin' 2 sell drug
I aint tryin 2 shoo
I'm tryin' 2 be a good nigga even wearin a sui
But the only job I got is 2 make hot sou
Talk
Yo yoyo yo, dis a story ma
bout a nigga comin' home ma
he aint tryin to hustle man nahimean
but a nigga was forced 2 do that nahimea
a nigga still came out on top
cuz he hustled, he sold his cracc
but then he startin' sellin ra
and he's still doin tha
Ya RAT BASTARDZ
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