Lyrics:
Now, check this out.. Touch, Mr. Rossi.. (whassup)
I gets a page from the breezy, right? (right)
She like "eh yo, yo, can you put me on the list
"My line of work is considered by some to be a...
A tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors,
And there are others, that
looking for big tits and some butts
keeping an eye on my posible enemies
with my cuete tucked...what!
Mr. Sancho one of the original Califa Thugs
used
high, with the big guy I'm not alone
Playa's joanin' make suckas hot, keep on tossin' stumblin' blocks
I know evilness will not stop and still Flizy will
darker faces of hate who wait and prey that I banish
and if they could man they would take Mr.Flizy and banish
or just eradicate IBN eternal
different like strokes
But there's no Arnold, Willis, Mr. Drummond and no jokes
I'm provoked, by a world who wants to choke me out
My light's lit, but like
record in t dot
Mr Bongo in London or all the HMV's in Oz
But until then keep posting up at Davy D and rhyming over others beats
Until you get
fuck I hate to win if I play
This game ain't no joke, how can I be broke
When I on the streets 24-7 and mo'
I wamp stack in ? by spittin' it real,
it's at nigga?
I'm a cut throat nigga
I told her gone off that Nitro
Go mani on yo block makin sleep wit the lights on
Mr. Vicious down to do
that hate is steamin love
Right in it's fuckin face
Women ask me how i'm livin
I tell them day by day
With a donja joint
That lovely voice
A mr. Marvin
[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
Prison or hell, I'm thug livin for mail
Wit clientele from the ATL back to the Bay
I bubble up, to servin double ups, back in the day
Mr. Packin still got
at the show seating is unlimited
Never know what's gonna happen Mr. Zappin's got big ideas
Life goes by in the blink of an eye we're gonna take it for all it
flowin' by, is way too big to bound
If I should speak up, and say hello Mr. Uppercut
Oh, how nice to have avoided you
I'll bloody bleed on everything
systems
Pump by four Jeeps
running like a convoy roll to the club
Kind of crowded
What a scene
pulling up with Jodeci
Blasting out the fifteen
So I
Sun-in on our hair by evening it would look like hell
Orange, brittle - hey who cared as long as it still feathered well
I'd be lost without my email still
Good Morning students!
This is Mr. Wimpy
Teachers, you may now begin taking roll
There were a lot of absences yesterday
Due to the big ditching
MYSELF
I gotta find a reason
for "Why I am Here?"
All these years
I've been trying to become
a big shot kaiju
So I'm gonna cut the crap
and just growl
RAWR
and get your bitch back, I want a refund
Before you try to come and talk to me, bitch, get your feet done
Nigga, I been gettin' to them bands like Big
blue?
Yeah, I miss that shit
Ripping bongs all day in a kick-ass fit
With my dogs all blazed, taking big ass hit's
Push my soul to the edge
Like it's
aggravate the cobra
Big bats bashed till your
Head is in fragments
Fast to clap kids pulling metal like magnets
Attack you my gat shoots to
Split your cap
swim
I do it big yea I play above the rim
Now the folks gotta pay to come see him
Them niggas lying they ain't
Really in the field
Im catchin play after
this is regular
I'm back at it again
You see me smacking on your friends
Mr big Banc Uchie
They heard I'm from the slammers
Niggas wanted me to thunder
pade, ale věř mi, jsem pořád stejnej (Pořád stejnej), ayy, ayy
Jenom mě chtěj víc kurvy a zmrdi by chtěli bejt friends (Prosim)
Předtim to bylo jinak,
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