Lyrics:
of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte
Radio, TV, and even the press
That was the meanin of V-A-P-O-R-S
The meanin' of this word without no doubt
Means nobody wanna be down when you're
Money on my mind
And hustlin is in my arteries
One thing 4 certain
No other nigga can fuck wit me
I get it by any means
With or without a team
Father God in the mighty matchless name of Jesus
Cover me
I dedicate my Gift back to you
Have your way
None of this is possible without you.
Your rod
And let them haters do dey job
I pledge allegiance to ambitions of my damn self
To be successful without depending on handouts
Hustler creed is by plenty
get money money
Live by the currency die by the currency
By any meant them afy get money
Like back in a the days we use to take money money
Now my
Hold up
Gettin kinda hard to breathe without ya, don't take my oxygen
Just can't be without ya, one call and babe, im on my way
Really hard to breathe
[Kurupt]
Yeah bitch
Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers
What you think about that?
You brother's don't got it
B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
My
terro tin in.
lika homicide. like a tis dow like a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
That's how I ride, thats how I ride shit
Woodgrain grippin with my five
That's how I ride, thats how I ride shit
Woodgrain grippin with my five
a rover
Once was the stranger
But now life's full of danger
But I face my enemies
Crown on my chest like a major
Twenty-five in my eighty-eight
Mumma raised
until Heaven make another earth (yeah)
They shot my nigga Bobby five times, I was hella hurt (ooh-woah)
Caught up in some politics, now we on some
"You don't have to think about doing the right thing. If you're for the right thing, then you do it without thinking."
5) "The first time someone shows
These folks got to hear this shit, sauce
It's a cold, cold world, in a wild, wild west
I need you by my side, can't go nowhere without my vest
Cass was the youngest and most
Beautiful of 5 sisters
Cass was the most beautiful girl in town
1/2 Indian with a supple and strange body
A snake-like
Jurrasic 5 Together
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm
the town, fuck a nine to five
Passed by your house on the 65
I ain't ever met no bitch that made me feel alive
I remember when we fuck you looked me in my
Scientist in thick glasses and pocket protectors want to patent it
My talent is unmatched by any rapper in this rapping biz
By any rapper on this planet's
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Monday`s calling you too early when you`re sound asleep
Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
Monday's calling you too early when you're sound asleep
Bells are ringing by your bedside and out in
Transliteration
Chjornyj Voron, chto ty v'josh'sja
Nad moeju golovoj!
Ty dobychi ne dob'josh'sja,
Chjornyj Voron, ja – ne tvoj…
Ty dobychi ne
me you see a star without a telescope
I knew this shit was my calling without a telephone
So I ain't never gon stop rapping til I'm coming home
I'm one
Stay by my side
Come on radio 5
Just stay by my side
And the world feels alright
sound fucked up but they not all doin' great
Oh my God please, can I have a conversation with a
Member of my family without it endin' asking me for five
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