Search results for by orking god album andy park

We've found 35 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching by orking god album andy park:



get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
'Cause Clarence 13 next had New York on lock

Gods on every block, jams in every park
I remember hearin' Kurtis Blow saying
"It can't get better than
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless
Play this, by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I'll be his
masons
Pregnant teens give birth to intelligent gangsters they daddies faceless

Play this by ya stomach, let my words massage it and rub it
I?ll be his
god
I just beat that uncharted 4, lit

Bitch, I been at it
Rattpack if you live it, you die by that shit—get it tatted
I think I done had it now,
or sniffin some coke
I know by the time I finish this line ima hear this on the radio

[Ludacris]
Once upon a time in Kyla park
Where they live life fast
start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
told you niggaz 9 albums, stop fuckin' with me
I done told you niggaz the 9 on me, stop fuckin' with me
You niggaz must got 9 lives, 9th wonder

Put
you niggas
9 albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got 9 lives
9th wonder

Put that
niggas is targets
Y'all garages for bullets, please don't make me park it
In your upper level, valet a couple strays
From the 38 special, nigga, God
me a lift to 8 mile and van dike
And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard
And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
To meet
me a lift to 8 mile and van dike
And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard
And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
To meet
can't go out like this
Layin here with my drawers full of shit and piss
You ignorant son-of-a trailer park tramp
Who in the fuck do you think I am?
God
wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon

Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
the same heart
Enjoyed seein the light, but lived in the dark
5th album bumped heads in the park a lot
Was a pride brother, didn't like to bark a lot
Came
me a lift to 8 mile and van dike
And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard
And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
To meet
grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon

Brown paper bag (thank god for that)
(U-God)

Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef
Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep
Wit' cats and dogs become meat
explicit valet had to tip to park the shit 
I'm like a, block away and the whip be starting 
Oh God, it's Remy Martin!

[Chorus: Repeats]
MC Shan - The Bridge LYRICS
   
 
 
  Lyrics | Search | LyricsBox | Chart |LinkUs | Contact

 
      Artist Title Album Lyrics Text
the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I ball, chemo
Drop the mixtape that shit sounded like a album
Who'da thought a country wide
an album
Who'd have thought a country wide tour would be the outcome
Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm
Everybody got a deal, I did it without
in the money come and find me, Nemo,
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo,
Dropped the mixtape that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have