Lyrics:
collar cover the Cubans
She need pads like Ewing
I hope you know what you doin' (Look)
Some paid 4-5 serious
I come through, 4-5, serious
Slay got me Shade
give a fuck about a gold album?
Nigga I really went gold in the streets!
If you wanna keep it hood
Let's keep it hood
But I just showed y'all
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
'm a chairman (diamond)
Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes
Just copped more 4 5's and 9s, I ain't talking bout no J's
Please be afraid but I
see me in the
Swing I'm in my best place
Scope 4-5 and the 9 with the best aim
RIP to BIG cause he dying on his death date
Ready for mine, steady with
funny?
I don't know cause he talks about his
Battle with Freeway like the four
Touchdowns he scored back in high school
You the black Al Bundy
Y'all wanna
niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it with some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
y'all bitches I'd be
Straight by the summer
Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told y'all bitches
the fuck up, bro"
I love y'all, Antoinette, Donna, Jamie, Stephanie
Jenny, Paul, all you motherfuckers know who y'all at
And legal, man, album delivery, I
eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them recoreds cause we
started
Dropped 2 albums sounded so apart and
Y’all still in the same spot, sound the same as we all did, yeah
Don’t compare to me these others
We are not
on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax
Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
offspring
What you 5'5", 105 pounds?
Man if y'all don't throw me the
Ball for this Shaq Attack
Uppercut, hook, uppercut
I bet he flip like an acrobat
I
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I
the ten by four, controllin' the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn 'em down and you can have it back daddy, I
Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly's back
Told y'all I was gonna bump like this
Y'all didn't think that I could bump like this
Said, I told y'all I was
I'm top 4
And that includes Biggie and Pac, who-
And I got an evil twin, so who do you think that third and that fourth spots for?
And as crazy as I
porn
Flipped rap on its ear like I dropped coin
Fuck top 5, bitch, I'm top 4
And that includes Biggie and Pac, whore
And I got an evil twin, so who
of weight
And you lost to the window of a Chevy
You lost to Goodz
You lost yo' fuckin' mind
That's four L's I count already
But them 5002 battles y'all
They
laugh 'cause y'all pushin' a lot of swag
I'm pushin' this big ole Hearse, don't get body bagged
Royce Da 5'9", Detroit, gah
These new rappers be
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