Lyrics:
bustin' slugs
We sure to stay in touch and clean your mess up
And if you from the West Coast, my n*gga westside
[Verse 3: Nas]
Game got at me about
streets, nigga
Mask me up in grease
Sneaker game is lethal
N.Y., them eagles
Fly through, get high too
Fly as hell, might as well
Hire you the live
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
on bass
George Duke on keyboards
Alright now
Let me get myself tuned up and then
We'll do a suave program for you
Hi, Frank!
Hi!
Alright well, Ian's
aight you listening? Look
Look you can't educate me about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't see one guy that I think's
and I, we're the kings of the game
And no one can touch us, we'll always remain
So if you see me hacking, just step aside
I'll fuck with your shit, take
hurt
Even though the sun ain't out you
Refuse to take ya shades off
You starin' at the tombstone
Wishin' you could rip the fuckin' name off
Me? I know
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
throw him down
to the bottom of a well, so that he will be picked up by some caravan of travelers
They said, O our father, why do you not trust us with
mask down
So you know i'm bout action
I'll come with twin if you got a friend
But I'm walking withWill
So you know that we smacking
You know we up
Glue
on, let me get you right, we have this shit)
Take this 500 before you clap this shit up
Say this, let me say this, let me just say this
These flashin'
will never last
I heard that you feel up mans
When they're in the bath
Skepta makes me laugh
I gave him an ounce of skunk and he
Thought it was a 4
Don’t let that fear get far
Its ok, don’t tell me the truth
Cause I won’t give up on you
Oh, not ever in my life
You can do it, get used to it
Anything is
on, let me get you right, we have this shit)
Take this 500 before you clap this shit up
Say this, let me say this, let me just say this
These flashin'
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
three long
Shit I been ready to win
I get a rack
I stack a rack
Then multiply
That by ten
Rent a room at the Hilton
Just to go fuck me some twins
Oh boy
Boy I want to impregnate?
Dr. Dre said Slim Shady you a cutie (Uh huh)
I'll give you a deal let me up in that booty (OK!)
Well since age 12 I felt like
pictures call me Kodak
These hoes goin crazy i like think they need some prozac
We the hottest thing in the market now you no dat
Yo bitch chosed up and she
Chorus
[Mr. GZUS]
Je-sus with Mase, pass hay, watch us blaze it up
If you don't give a fuck, take your hands and raise em up
It's the knock-right, hit
to my house hands empty
Won't stop til I pull up in a Bentley
Tires Low pro when it gets trendy
Run up if you wanna come test me
Just touch me if you
bounce, roll to the skate ya rock
Hip to the hop and ya don't dare stop
Come alive party people, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
don't blame me not my fault
Lost her to me what you mean that's ya bidness
I would be cap if I ain't take a loss (Loss)
Came a long way from the holes in
and Tarcisia told me where they were going and told me it was 38 via Regnoli. So she said “Would you like to come down?” By this time we’d moved up to Villanova,
phone
Zoom right in you see the crystals on the trichomes
I just popped a blot it's that double dip
Codeine in my cup you know I take by the double sip
I
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