LB Fam 4 Life
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๐ Lyrics
Chorus: R-MANN
And through the storm and the rain
We still together, a few things changed
Through the stress and the strife
It's LB Fam 4 Life
[Mr. Cheeks]
Since '86, man we had the streets hummin
Makin power moves and still slummin
For real, they better let us come in
LB NYG, in front of green
Niggas started jackin from the Knicks to the Lakers
Us young niggas on mountain bikes, bouncin wall downs
Burn the weed in the basement of your parents
Hookie parties was the best
They tought us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest
Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
We ask the S girls, the sags
Play cards for the mingles
Hit the avenue for the singles, by the new artist
Yo we never knew who God is
Yo we ran with the hardest
Tell your crew, there's no stoppin them
We risin from the bottom to the top again
The hot shit, we droppin em
Chorus
[J-Drama]
Let's take it back to '94, Lifestyles of the rich we were doin it
Made it to '97, on singles still persuadin
The flows got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace & Nappiness"
Now I can finally say my family is feeling the happiness
Even though we lost our brother through the storm and rain
Keepin it real to my hood, but now my hood is to blame
Still striving is the struggle, trying to hustle New York
I'm from Queens South Jamaica, any street that I walk
LB Fam, JnJ and Queens Most son
NY City slum, got me real close to my gun
Protectin my chest, relievin all the stress that's left
Told you in the chorus, it's LB Fam to the death
Why not, J-Drama, J-U-G-G now, Mike D now, year 2G you gonna see now
2 to 3 now, at the key now, placin D now
And at the top of the charts, is where we gonna be now
Chorus
[Jugga]
To all my go hearts, livin in mellow and live in the ghetto
From Lindon to Bellow, and rebuildin in Trestle
Hearin this fellow, affelious mellow to ignorant echo
With gun shots, plenty of fenny, each year spillin more henny and mary
Shout out 5 shuckin in the rock, back to one twenty
Yea the whole south city
I got the ghetto in me,
Livin this movie script life style I aint winnin
Hear me, aint no way outta hood, but can't shoot like Penny
Block party, park jam and when the rain and lights go out
We got the generators
Go home on the three illa, mikey whippin 'cause he illa
Move the bike, kill ya butt, baisley palm is familiar
Now you don't wanna go to South zone after 11
You might see the mack and feel the 11
Now you wanna catch the soprano, now the foes the bitch
Chorus
And through the storm and the rain
We still together, a few things changed
Through the stress and the strife
It's LB Fam 4 Life
[Mr. Cheeks]
Since '86, man we had the streets hummin
Makin power moves and still slummin
For real, they better let us come in
LB NYG, in front of green
Niggas started jackin from the Knicks to the Lakers
Us young niggas on mountain bikes, bouncin wall downs
Burn the weed in the basement of your parents
Hookie parties was the best
They tought us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest
Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
We ask the S girls, the sags
Play cards for the mingles
Hit the avenue for the singles, by the new artist
Yo we never knew who God is
Yo we ran with the hardest
Tell your crew, there's no stoppin them
We risin from the bottom to the top again
The hot shit, we droppin em
Chorus
[J-Drama]
Let's take it back to '94, Lifestyles of the rich we were doin it
Made it to '97, on singles still persuadin
The flows got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace & Nappiness"
Now I can finally say my family is feeling the happiness
Even though we lost our brother through the storm and rain
Keepin it real to my hood, but now my hood is to blame
Still striving is the struggle, trying to hustle New York
I'm from Queens South Jamaica, any street that I walk
LB Fam, JnJ and Queens Most son
NY City slum, got me real close to my gun
Protectin my chest, relievin all the stress that's left
Told you in the chorus, it's LB Fam to the death
Why not, J-Drama, J-U-G-G now, Mike D now, year 2G you gonna see now
2 to 3 now, at the key now, placin D now
And at the top of the charts, is where we gonna be now
Chorus
[Jugga]
To all my go hearts, livin in mellow and live in the ghetto
From Lindon to Bellow, and rebuildin in Trestle
Hearin this fellow, affelious mellow to ignorant echo
With gun shots, plenty of fenny, each year spillin more henny and mary
Shout out 5 shuckin in the rock, back to one twenty
Yea the whole south city
I got the ghetto in me,
Livin this movie script life style I aint winnin
Hear me, aint no way outta hood, but can't shoot like Penny
Block party, park jam and when the rain and lights go out
We got the generators
Go home on the three illa, mikey whippin 'cause he illa
Move the bike, kill ya butt, baisley palm is familiar
Now you don't wanna go to South zone after 11
You might see the mack and feel the 11
Now you wanna catch the soprano, now the foes the bitch
Chorus
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.60] Chorus: R-MANN
[00:14.96] And through the storm and the rain
[00:18.50] We still together, a few things changed
[00:24.49] Through the stress and the strife
[00:28.76] It's LB Fam 4 Life
[00:29.48] [Mr. Cheeks]
[00:33.07] Since '86, man we had the streets hummin
[00:36.12] Makin power moves and still slummin
[00:38.22] For real, they better let us come in
[00:40.37] LB NYG, in front of green
[00:42.46] Niggas started jackin from the Knicks to the Lakers
[00:44.44] Us young niggas on mountain bikes, bouncin wall downs
[00:47.76] Burn the weed in the basement of your parents
[00:50.11] Hookie parties was the best
[00:52.56] They tought us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest
[00:55.48] Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
[00:59.96] We ask the S girls, the sags
[01:01.65] Play cards for the mingles
[01:03.53] Hit the avenue for the singles, by the new artist
[01:06.14] Yo we never knew who God is
[01:08.00] Yo we ran with the hardest
[01:10.79] Tell your crew, there's no stoppin them
[01:12.84] We risin from the bottom to the top again
[01:14.80] The hot shit, we droppin em
[01:16.53] Chorus
[01:32.28] [J-Drama]
[01:35.61] Let's take it back to '94, Lifestyles of the rich we were doin it
[01:39.76] Made it to '97, on singles still persuadin
[01:42.25] The flows got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace & Nappiness"
[01:44.66] Now I can finally say my family is feeling the happiness
[01:47.52] Even though we lost our brother through the storm and rain
[01:49.95] Keepin it real to my hood, but now my hood is to blame
[01:52.13] Still striving is the struggle, trying to hustle New York
[01:54.72] I'm from Queens South Jamaica, any street that I walk
[01:57.34] LB Fam, JnJ and Queens Most son
[02:00.00] NY City slum, got me real close to my gun
[02:02.60] Protectin my chest, relievin all the stress that's left
[02:05.11] Told you in the chorus, it's LB Fam to the death
[02:07.72] Why not, J-Drama, J-U-G-G now, Mike D now, year 2G you gonna see now
[02:13.53] 2 to 3 now, at the key now, placin D now
[02:16.19] And at the top of the charts, is where we gonna be now
[02:18.28] Chorus
[02:37.37] [Jugga]
[02:38.15] To all my go hearts, livin in mellow and live in the ghetto
[02:41.80] From Lindon to Bellow, and rebuildin in Trestle
[02:44.13] Hearin this fellow, affelious mellow to ignorant echo
[02:46.74] With gun shots, plenty of fenny, each year spillin more henny and mary
[02:49.96] Shout out 5 shuckin in the rock, back to one twenty
[02:53.09] Yea the whole south city
[02:54.58] I got the ghetto in me,
[02:55.70] Livin this movie script life style I aint winnin
[02:57.39] Hear me, aint no way outta hood, but can't shoot like Penny
[03:00.96] Block party, park jam and when the rain and lights go out
[03:03.84] We got the generators
[03:05.09] Go home on the three illa, mikey whippin 'cause he illa
[03:06.99] Move the bike, kill ya butt, baisley palm is familiar
[03:10.03] Now you don't wanna go to South zone after 11
[03:12.70] You might see the mack and feel the 11
[03:15.06] Now you wanna catch the soprano, now the foes the bitch
[03:17.69] Chorus
[03:41.07]
[00:14.96] And through the storm and the rain
[00:18.50] We still together, a few things changed
[00:24.49] Through the stress and the strife
[00:28.76] It's LB Fam 4 Life
[00:29.48] [Mr. Cheeks]
[00:33.07] Since '86, man we had the streets hummin
[00:36.12] Makin power moves and still slummin
[00:38.22] For real, they better let us come in
[00:40.37] LB NYG, in front of green
[00:42.46] Niggas started jackin from the Knicks to the Lakers
[00:44.44] Us young niggas on mountain bikes, bouncin wall downs
[00:47.76] Burn the weed in the basement of your parents
[00:50.11] Hookie parties was the best
[00:52.56] They tought us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest
[00:55.48] Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and Jags
[00:59.96] We ask the S girls, the sags
[01:01.65] Play cards for the mingles
[01:03.53] Hit the avenue for the singles, by the new artist
[01:06.14] Yo we never knew who God is
[01:08.00] Yo we ran with the hardest
[01:10.79] Tell your crew, there's no stoppin them
[01:12.84] We risin from the bottom to the top again
[01:14.80] The hot shit, we droppin em
[01:16.53] Chorus
[01:32.28] [J-Drama]
[01:35.61] Let's take it back to '94, Lifestyles of the rich we were doin it
[01:39.76] Made it to '97, on singles still persuadin
[01:42.25] The flows got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace & Nappiness"
[01:44.66] Now I can finally say my family is feeling the happiness
[01:47.52] Even though we lost our brother through the storm and rain
[01:49.95] Keepin it real to my hood, but now my hood is to blame
[01:52.13] Still striving is the struggle, trying to hustle New York
[01:54.72] I'm from Queens South Jamaica, any street that I walk
[01:57.34] LB Fam, JnJ and Queens Most son
[02:00.00] NY City slum, got me real close to my gun
[02:02.60] Protectin my chest, relievin all the stress that's left
[02:05.11] Told you in the chorus, it's LB Fam to the death
[02:07.72] Why not, J-Drama, J-U-G-G now, Mike D now, year 2G you gonna see now
[02:13.53] 2 to 3 now, at the key now, placin D now
[02:16.19] And at the top of the charts, is where we gonna be now
[02:18.28] Chorus
[02:37.37] [Jugga]
[02:38.15] To all my go hearts, livin in mellow and live in the ghetto
[02:41.80] From Lindon to Bellow, and rebuildin in Trestle
[02:44.13] Hearin this fellow, affelious mellow to ignorant echo
[02:46.74] With gun shots, plenty of fenny, each year spillin more henny and mary
[02:49.96] Shout out 5 shuckin in the rock, back to one twenty
[02:53.09] Yea the whole south city
[02:54.58] I got the ghetto in me,
[02:55.70] Livin this movie script life style I aint winnin
[02:57.39] Hear me, aint no way outta hood, but can't shoot like Penny
[03:00.96] Block party, park jam and when the rain and lights go out
[03:03.84] We got the generators
[03:05.09] Go home on the three illa, mikey whippin 'cause he illa
[03:06.99] Move the bike, kill ya butt, baisley palm is familiar
[03:10.03] Now you don't wanna go to South zone after 11
[03:12.70] You might see the mack and feel the 11
[03:15.06] Now you wanna catch the soprano, now the foes the bitch
[03:17.69] Chorus
[03:41.07]