Lyrics:
the flow
(Let’s get this paper)
Hustle hard, grind slow you gon’ see that glow (Ay you gon’ see that glow)
Life’s great, pockets straight with a nappy fro
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
And that's not a possibility cause
You big plastic girl
I'mma big boss man
I like old model cars and big sedans
You like two doors
Frontin' their
look at this! I got it right over her
Ere! see it? my big, brown, briefcase! my briefcase! it's big, harry! it's full of business papers...from my
back chat
Just finished a show now we straight out the door got a bag and it looks like a ransack
I'm a 5 foot 10 savage and I don't hold back when it
Nigga, fuck the fan
I think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance
These niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass
Big gat, I got
yeah
I'm getting big like King Kong (King Kong)
I got brown and pink toes (pink toes)
They don't wanna leave me 'lone (me 'lone)
Yeah, my t-shirt
hits
Patience, like the Devil remember that he ain't driving'
I ain't gotta rush, I need time man
1991, September the 26th
Your boy Mileon was born
[Kane] Brother man, brother man
[Shane] Uhh, a brother man, brother.. man, yeah!
[Kane] Brother man, brother.. man, go 'head
[Shane] Brother
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
And they say we ain't hip-hop
Raised by Big Pop and 2Pac
Get your shit rocked
Smoke you like my pipe do
Ignite the flame (Lighter Sound)
If greatness was
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
harder
I just wanted to be a starter
Now I'm trying to be a baller
Big checks big volume
Spend it at Barneys
Hundred grand on me
I one man army still
replace a steel-drivin' man.
There was a big crowd of people at the mountain.
John Henry said to the steam-drill "How is you?
Said pardon me, Mister
been a shooting guard, how I’m putting up 50
I never seen you in the cut, ain’t set a foot in them trenches
You a pussy got yo mans iced up for a pendant
that any public man owes his position to the public
That's what I mean when I say I'm your obedient servant
We must, each day, earn what we own
Kids look up to you! How you come to this?
You know what, man?
Biting arms? That's charming!
You raised on a barn by your mom? Yeah!
Rihanna's got
TO GET CAUGHT UP BY SHOTTIES THERE
AN OUT IN FORDY WHERE EBONY SHE GOT KILLED
AN I BE LIKE LAYIN CAUSE IM FILLED
WIT SO MUCH ENVY GOTTA KILL A MAN IF HE
we're up in here
Best take your hats off
Trap gods, we're up in here
So fuck a foot up in the door
I'll put my head in there
Rap game fucked up man
It
Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob and sons
Jacob, Jacob, Jacob
Jacob and sons
Red, yellow, green, brown
Scarlet, black, ocher, peach
the hell made you wanna love
A man who was gonna die young?
Call it intuition, or call it crazy
Just thought by now I'd be pushing up daisies
But I'd
I'm chocolate like a bar but my name is not Roseanne
My skin has a pigment, reminiscent of a tan
I plan to grow dreads but first a nappy fro
went past, stitched up with the gauze
Gettin' drunk by the store, smokin' blunts with some more
Fraud ass niggas who like to front and big talk
Never
about the girl in the sidekick
The rubber don't system in the swallow kid
See drive by with the posse, ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah
Hey Charlie Brown, where
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