Search results for 'by t of buck owens vol 2 album buck owens'

dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)

Slow dough
Never made it in my neighborhood
It's more Jesse Owens
With the owing's if it's paying good
So we be

blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh

tote Gen4s
Play, he get stepped on in Rick Owens (think I'm playin'?)
I got that shit on, man, I got blood on my laces
Forgot I'm rich and famous

That my black friend, he a real black kid
Get your own carton, askin' me for a cig
At the food court, he has 2-3 wings
Then the cops come with

motherfuckers, bow down right on both knees
I'll break your fuckin neck like it's Stone Cold and Owen Hart
Summer Slam '97, the novel of my life, this just

yeah she want me on the gang-gang-gang
Yeah she a thot, yeah she want me and the gang-gang-gang
Don't run up on me, you get shot like 1, 2, 3 by

Rather just be by myself
Canadian Goose with the Vancouver elk
I'm bugged out, got me tapped out
Two perc 10's and they good for my health
Ooh, I'm

Trauma

Tech N9ne

The Worst

2001

[Verse 1] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party) By the killas

jumped the gun
I do all this music stuff to pass the time, to have some fun
Beat tapes made like fifty bucks though, maybe it made fifty one
I made two

It's a gun on me
You better have two hundred shots and one
Chop if you come for me
In the crib by myself
Hundred racks keep me company
Bitch, if your

a pеrson, you shittin’ me?
Lookin’ at my bitch I can tell by her
Facе that I coulda bought a purse, fuck that
It coulda been worse, trust that
Think about

a Harley (oh shit)
I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi
Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom)
Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley
Get high

shit sweet till it ain't
Big body amg take up two lanes
She think I'm chief keef all I want do is bang
These niggas can't fw the shit that I paint
All

These rick owens these ain't no chucks
Pour two 4's in my triple cup
This three five got me high as fuck
I'm into deep i can't give it up
He lacking off

I feel like I'm Toucan Sam
Different color vv's I'll show you on cam
Rocking Rick Owens getting fly Peter Pan
I was raised by wolves I ain't get