Lyrics:
stop, yes I wanna
Its rapper Big Poo!
I got a prob' with, niggaz speaking gossip
Talkin' bout what you know, nothing it is nonsense
That's
and lovin each other and lovin my dick It's a trip but I don't see nothin wrong with it So you could work your thang would you Snoop and I'm sip this drank,
I'm way too young for this kind of life
Wish this could've waited till I'm 25
Run run run run away child
I'm still a child and you're so grown up
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Queen Bee getting stung by Too Scheezee
I'm smokin indo, buzzin with the bree-zy
I teach you all about the niggaz from the O-A-K
We take the money
another chapter
And you won't know it's real till you see disaster
Think I won't but I will blast ya
Run faster cause I'm coming after ya team
Pull strings
shi gon get ya hit by the pole[01:09.46]Straight about the grind I ain't trusting luck[01:11.25]Ain't no wastin time tryna really run it
gritty and my shirt's all torn
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn
Give me little drink
From your loving cup
Just one drink
gritty and my shirt's all torn
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn
Give me little drink
From your loving cup
Just one drink
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One Of Us
If God had a name, what would it be
And would you call it to His face
If you were faced with Him in all His glory
What would you ask if
but I'm just being truthful
My Revonna Renslayer, a prime-time playa, friends against time, allies till the end, switching up on you girl will prolly by
a rodeo
Cheff man down till his
White Jordans turn red
And bulls if you know then you know
Try who? Try me, can't do that
Done made 'nuff man run
With
by 4
Believe, if I catch him, bet you the hoe gon' go
See me with (?), you ain't gon' see the hoe no more
They love when I talk that shit
Roll
that Afrocentric lovin' is the past drug (what?)
A life filled with (guns) that's what thugs love
Snatch you fast, wrap that ass in the rug of your
of the sordid
Pull you out by the brook
And consume my portion.
""I send my pawns, rooks,
Knights on horses
Till the sun comes up
My law needs enforcing
""Till
shit legit imma keep going
I just be out with my dogs
Bitch imma ball
Spend a few racks at the mall
Imma get it till it’s gone
You know what I’m on
Imma
killing our own, that's why we gotta to stick together
I be damned if we don't fight, we've got to try this shit together
Dear Mr. President, you
had no cake
HunnidBandFam we just elevate
I get on the beat serenading like drake
Come shop I got work by the plate
We doin the best so how could you
Well this is her favorite song
Know she love me
Miss my lovin
She can't leave me alone
Miss my love around you
Yeah yeah
Might nervous round 1 but
Well this is her favorite song
Know she love me
Miss my lovin
She can't leave me alone
Miss my love around you
Yeah yeah
Might nervous round 1 but
Well, let me tell you 'bout my past life
I was broke running' on e with the gaslight
Life a wreck but I was dancing at the crash site
Came from
Gonna smoke me a joint, gonna ride down the river
I'm gonna give her all the lovin' I can deliver
When the ride gets rough, you can't take the rigor
Those incremental inches
The memory of which is
Like sand through the fingers
If history is told by the richest
Maybe you could pay to fix
The painted
right here bumpin with me
She be right by my side while I run the city
Sitting at right the top
It's just one committee
I got a monster inside my girl
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