Lyrics:
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
wreck one more, so we can hit the store
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside,
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
Come on
Come on
[ VERSE 1 ]
Do this, ugh, come on, come on
Time to get wreck and kick the so on and so on
The I-see-e-T
O.G. M.C.
L.A.P.D.
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
the pussy apart
Shawty it's on after dark
Step to the mic and now I got ya
call me Young Sinatra
The flow is prominent, hella dominant
On time with it when
[Slim Thug]
Guess who's back again, here to wreck the track again
I split flames, and leave haters blacker than a African
Guess who's back again,
yeah)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (stress)
I send them boys by, but surprise they gon' collect (ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in
bar all the way back he had to make up his time
Hoboes wouldn't even mess with that train goin' so fast
They'd stand by the track with hat in their
even bro's still so you can just
Poke me back, my flow's like magic
You know the fact that I'm no fanatic
My bonus tracks are more dope than half of your
fréquence qu'leurs vices
Tant d'vils projects pendant qu'les villes s'engorgent de malaises
Marionnettes à l'aise ils t'endorment
Aux manettes "big bro" sorti
day but Saturday be my day
I'm rolling with the Soul on skates
I can't wait
Time to let the good times roll
Let's lose control
When Sunday come, we've
the slammer)
Gonna take it to the neck
Better check out the lyrical vet (Vet)
I'm a big mic man on the set (Set)
When I get cold you better know I'm gonna
Wreck
live, we die, we give, we try, we kiss, we fight
Also we can have a good time, yeah
I'm in here busy looking for the next top model
Who's wearing
toy
You're the boy who lived
What a shame
Your parents are dead and you’re to blame
You came to this school to have a good time
But you're just
takin'
That shits free with an LP in circulation
And we be wastin' time
Got them all state, all county, all hood rhymes
It's all good times, thank
ain't good for my image
So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor, don't curse
Uh, the smooth rap inventor that enter
Play how we wanna play, feels good that way
So G Rap, huh, it's time to kick a verse
Do your man a favor and don't curse
You're telling me don't
don't shine
I got a watch but I don't got time
So if you wit it, then you wit that's good
'cause if you not then I could simply take you back
mother's ballgown
I'm son of a stubborn old one track jackal prince
Trucking with prime directive just to get the goods and never fall down
Ate the city
ain't good for my image
So Big Daddy, you know it's time to kick a verse
But do your man a favor, don't curse
Uh, the smooth rap inventor that enter
(and right)
Tryna get my ring
Wreck the systems of the world, I’ll be like “lets go”
Hit the gas to the fullest, I’ll be like “lets roll”
My dreams, my
a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
They call me Big
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