Lyrics:
slow
Rollin' with your posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college were lookin' for a ride
We tried to pick 'em up, but we had no room inside
Yo
I got this plan to make some money
I want you to keep this shit to yourself
At 6:15 am this truck pulls out the post office
I'm like
soul was up for sale
Here me out
This is my testimony
I got multiple identities
Jesus help me please
Split personality, sinful by nature but saved at 23
is phat
my shit be hittin hard like Barry Bonds that fuckin bat
that's real.
*(Chorus)* until it fades out.
*(Man talking)*
I'm RBL nigga, wrote
is phat
My shit be hittin hard like Barry Bonds that fuckin bat
That's real.
*(Chorus)* until it fades out.
*(Man talking)*
I'm RBL nigga, wrote
Proper ass amps ??? Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like
Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like a motherfuckin jet
Fuck a 9
y'all feel out there?)
Too Damn Hype
(Ah yeah!)
In the place to be
The 1989 Too Damn Hype posse
What are we?
Too Damn Hype
I can't hear y'all
y'all feel out there?)
Too Damn Hype
(Oh yeah!)
In the place to be
The 1989 Too Damn Hype posse
What are we?
Too Damn Hype
I can't hear y'all
What we're?
a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya
like a fiend for the weed ill tweak
4 15's in ur trunk thats beat
proper ass amps abco, alpine
put the coke
Turn you over like a bitch pull out my dick and I'm a fuck ya
Like a fiend for the weed ill tweak
4 15's in you're trunk that's beat
Proper ass amps
a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya
like a fiend for the weed ill tweak
4 15's in ur trunk thats beat
proper ass amps zapco, alpine
put the coke
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff and the Prince
You're spending dollars and cents
We're spending pounds and pence
And yens and rubels and marks, you think I'm
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
a
40 40 cal i pull out my big pocket
(Prophet posse my nigga)
I grab you by your neck
I pull it out of socket
Rang range range
(Prophet posse my
to New York to play
They was busted by the pussy posse
And the prosecutor popped them in the pen
Put your foot on the rock
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
and still get paid
Makin dollars to holler, your posse's to follow
The T.R.I.B.E. get bigger, your posse get smaller
Your lyrics is scratched, your record is
makes a dollar
I can't hear anybody holler
Five times twenty is one hundred
Everybody got to be hid
All eyes open, here I come
Woo!
Multiplying by
Prophet Posse nigga, who up in this motherfucker?
{Lord Infamous: talking}
You got Lord Infamous Da Scarecrow Kaiser Sosate
{MC Mack: talking}
Yeah yeah
I posses like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it movin'
Halfway thugs are bugged when we stalk the streets
Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we
I posses like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it movin'
Halfway thugs are bugged when we stalk the streets
Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we
NiiGGA CUT DONT EAT SUCKA
(VERZE 3)
PLAYAZ WATCH ME
LiiKE iiMMA FUKiiN ATACHEE
BUT ii GOT LEZZONZ ND SUGGESTiiONZ
LiiKE THAT R-B-L POSSE
PROTECTED BY
neck
I got 15 bows
& imma get em gone by sunset
I got drums bro got sticks
We den made a drumset
Stopped to get ice cubes for my lean
She asking are we
a machine, trying to make a dollar out of 15 dreams)
Let me excel
I keep on climbing till I get well
Time passing by like the speed of a rocket
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