Lyrics:
me the loot
All the dimes in LA
It makes it hard to chose
(Makes it hard to chose)
That's why I need you by my side
(By my side) , uh
That's why I
to drinkin'
Their hair was long and black, tied up behind their ears
Their faces were identical, like one man beside a mirror
Then someone whispered that
would
Man, fuck that, security told ya to tuck that
Now up that, now that you see where 'lux at
I got the game by the balls
And I get all calls
So if
to be
Yeah yeah, I always keep it real, 100 percent authentic
Growing up from a boy into this man, I already been it
If I say this shit then I meant it
But, with Adolph Hitler, we are permanently rid
Picasso, Mister Dali and my man, Jimi Hendrix
These cool brothers make the world go 'round
Yeah, they do
time?
Niggas on the playground wanna know what's happenin', you left em hangin' man, what the fuck?
Little Boy Blue is outta Folsom
Now them three
to racks
Nyggas smokin fake carts while i'm rollin up Thrax
Bitch
Dey call me mister chase a bag while u beggin For money
And my dick gon make her sick
got everything I need inside
Think I'll stop and fill it up for the ride
Man said that be twenty dollars
Mister, by the way how's your health
I said
the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
As long as she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get
Hey!
Shut up
Don't lie to me
You think I'm blind but I've got eyes to see
Hey!
Mister, how do you do?
Oh pardon me, I thought I knew you
Hey!
Shut up
Don't lie to me
You think I'm blind but I got eyes to see
Hey!
Mister, how do you do
Oh pardon me I thought I knew you
Would
Hey!
Shut up
Don't lie to me
You think I'm blind but I've got eyes to see
Hey!
Mister, how do you do?
Oh pardon me, I thought I knew you
a snitch man
I don't know shit so I lack experience with a shit stain
And nobody want to be donkey of the month
Never changed up put the car key up in
ain't ever gonna hit her
Finding all the angles got her calling me her mister
Woke up in the morning and I motherfucking tipped her
Hair look like she got
office or somethin’
Sometimes I Scribble Places To too sloppy when I jot ‘em
But Anyways Frick it, what’s been up man How’s your day been?
My Girlfriend’s
Before I'm through, ima do it all
And this a mood, heard em croon
I ain't moved by it
And you can put a pin up in it like a voodoo doll
They asking
to people, battling they want to steal I
Pick my armor up and put my spears down
She's my number one, the only one I wanna stay by her side
So I need
slip (yeah)
'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue
But, with Adolph Hitler, we are permanently rid
Picasso, Mister Dali and my man, Jimi Hendrix
These cool brothers make the world go 'round
Yeah, they do
But, with Adolph Hitler
We are permanently rid
Picasso, Mister Dali and my man, Jimi Hendrix
These cool brothers make the world go 'round
Yeah, they do
keep them at bay cause I’m an angel let me explain
I make my music to travel
What I saved up is you can’t help you out
Think I can do better nigga
O.K. man, first you make the music,
then you get the money, then you get the power OK...
I made a million and a half off the book, fuck the tax
ain't bent
Now I'm glo'in up and they are all dead
Guess thats what happens when
You're a fuckin' fed
Gang shit man, you know how we fuckin' rock
Never
• Krizzz
01 - Intro (voice by Julia Marks)
02 - Porn Kings - Up To No Good
03 - Xirallic - Breakin Beat (cequo Remix)
04 - K Deejays - Your Face
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