Toca Tuesdays by Cappadonna
Toca Tuesdays lyrics
All in the club like what? � dressed up, hair messed up
What ? gold on my neck, don�t sweat y�all sure respect papa on the set
Death threat, I come a long stretch you can bet
Love is love for real, for real
Feel what you feel park hill 1 or 3 or 4
I throw darts till you can�t take no more
It�s war, prepare for darts, martial arts
Let me shine, keep me and mine, sun of�took too long
�remain top hip hop, drop to your knees for these
War, rap�s under siege, � needs guns, I got European funds
My � don�t melt� mathemathics� my style
I pray like this, I break mikes in half
� I spray new york I�m an angel�
I respect my con, plus pack a �
I respect y�all, in the manner� in Atlanta
� my work is never done� my mike is stage one
�some times our thoughts get dirty
� you only got one life to live, think twice, 2012.
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