Lyrics:
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
her diss you.
Cause if she roll wit us,
She wont even miss you.
[Game]
Pop rubber bands when I throw a stack,
Before it hit the ground she throw
Committee, pat'na
It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Red's gone wild
Yo, I'm hot, global warming ridin on two-six
I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet-proof shit
Gilla nigga, and we abide by
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Don't say
Don't say anything
Don't pull up in a new chain
Don't pass by in a new Range
Don't get lost when the mood change
Don't get tossed by some
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a walking down by the seaside
Now, mark what followed and what did betide
For it being
loud
E.K.A. had the Uzi
Roscoe was holdin the A.K.
The phone rang
It was the Godfather
Givin us another issue
We got strapped, packed into the ride
to be
I'ma just make bail by my cousin E
Back on the Porsche with the mobile phone
Like eleven in the mornin' them hoes to go home
Trynta score
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
Close your eyes soldier's lies
Look beyond the skies though the soul roll with pride
A few brave unmilitant names who misbehave
Killarmy style rushin
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
duvidas, right?
É gente como tu que da minha vida sai
E minha simpatia cai, beijo para a minha mãe
Who's always by my side, como Jurema e Tamires
Escuta
as sharp as us
Talking bout you on yo way
See them niggas downstairs 'fore you talk to us
By appointments no walk ups
[Chorus]
D O double-T I E
Dottie, you're the girl for me
Dottie, can't you see
Dottie, you're for me
Dottie, you're the one I love
Dottie, hold me
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Grandma always told me not to worry
Keep your weapons sharp, practice fighting after dark
Not to rush and don't you hurry
Your paddy, oh Daddy I die for Ya model/
But You be don die for ma model/
So I just di live like Your model/
Showcase the glory, I heavy pass togoh weh e
Pull up in a benz and rolls e
Mo ma saye
Towo ba de
Ma ra ile
Mo ma gbomo meji
Ma lo ile
Pull up in a benz and' n rolls e
Count your blessings one by one
Here I am to speak straight up
No talk around sharp to the point
Ready for the third round
Woken from coma
Coming back way stronger
I came from
through your brain
Sever with words
Laser-sharp blades
Swing swift
Bodies hit the dirt
Heads roll in the wind as they hit the earth
Blood enriches
the original, flow's sick
And anybody can get it, COVID
You fuckin' with that?
I done wrote shit that was so sharp
I could slit my own fucking throat with it
E Clare..
E don Bust. E Don Bust
E don Bust she don fall
E don busy E Don Bust
E don bust
Ashawo don fall
E Clare..
E don Bust. E Don Bust
E don
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