Lyrics:
up my legacy
Bring up some gotta bring up some hennesey
Verse II: (Abbad Hussaini)
I don't get the vibe, if you talking by my side
Album ki nh thori
not playin', understand what I'm sayin'
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that I'm gettin' mines
in eighty-nine, because I'm
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear
The non commercial set is now here
Brought to you by the will of positve people
K are S plus One equals
the heat from your breath,
Rap niggas beef in they album probably needed the press
And as a man I never found the slightest need to impress
Another man
to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, rewrite it
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause
they not your homies
They tryna get you baloney (yeah)
These niggas full of baloney
She see I'm runnin' a race
Save my name under Tay-K
She say,
[Intro]
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he
But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina,
y'all something to remember
Me by, this album then I'm saying goodbye
Now my people looking at me like, Why Lie
If I tell y'all the truth
You'd be
take your breath away
I keep extra K's, to keep my brothers extra safe
I keep extra K's, my brothers got me an extra safe
Y'all ain't with me, we fly
my heart to hear some shit from my homie
Told me "dammit bro your girl got fucking kissed by K brody"
I'd be lying if I said I didn't still want him
a game of 2K and hope that-, sign me
Fifteen lived with a dollar and a dream
And a Glock by the waist side 'cause I just wan the cream
Get it by myself
období svýho života prožít znovu
Tak by to bylo zrovna tohle
Květen Pičo!
Bráško, Květen Pičo!
My děláme hudbu srdcem, na beatu slyšíš pravdu
Before WE DIE
Cassidy
Album :
Submitted by : Daniella Roman ~*A.k.A Bubbles*~
Corrected by :
Rated : 6.3 (3 votes)
INTRO
R.Kelly:
Ladies and gentlemen, you are
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you
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
many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
the thing to make the things worse Baby I should think first
‘For I make the things worse
My name is Trev
And this is an album by me It’s called RUMTLOVE
everything
And not knowing anything, i swear
The studio's full time, albums by noon time
Told my family we'd get in due time, ain't have to do time
Once you
Memories
They taunt me like a bird caged by scorched wings
Puzzle pieces missing
The grubby fingerprints that kissed the walls have vanished
Like
Costa Got That K
Too many snakes inside my grass - I already mowed it
I know they talk behind my back - I already heard it
No need to re-write half
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