Lyrics:
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I’m from V-a-double L - E -Y H - I
Where n*ggas let them bullets fly
You see the look up in they eyes
Hope that I can touch a mill
subs were sub 8k
Lost in Vegas too
You stay bitter like the hops in this brew
The bud is loud and funky just like Hopsin and crew
Mary got my eyes
respected
Put in all this work and
Still be in the trenches
Funny how rappers claim to be independent
When their album got a hundred
Names in the credit's
the M-E-M-P-H-I-S
Tyke T the new HOV
It’s not the way I kick game
It’s not in my clothes
Baby I was born with this
I guess I was chose
I tried to be humble
But
Another year, more life shit
Year's go by quick
Switched up my license
Might switch up to violence
Bro told me "hand that to me," told that nigga nah
and pay a fee
They be thankin' me, baby keep bankin' me
Kind of stankin' you know how these hoes be
But this bitch got that V
[E-40]
V as in Victor,
cap
Me and young shadow go back
Let me shed a lil light on these facts
I wasn't impressed by yo raps
I resonated witcho soul
This nigga had a heart gold
On my grind you could see me skate
I roll in a Holden while I’m holdin' while it’s stolen brudda get stopped by the d.e.a
Still got love for the team
Air Ones
Bangin' "The Black Album," track #1
She like that Jay shit, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get me the pussy I'ma play that shit
If she
Let it flow, deh-deh-duh (yeah) it's on (beh-deh-deh-deh)
(Den-e-neh) on... (yo, aiyo)
[Chorus]
Keep on knowin' what you know
Keep on knowin'
'em, yeah)
I gotta get my mind right, we gon' hustle and gain this traction
I don't love lil' shawty, just a distraction
Makin' moves, we gonna move
heard of Big Tree(Big Tree
#4Real)
In the past when you seen me I had dreads and i was wit my cousin E (E-Walker)
You know the Gardner Road G's
We
the townships
Bothered by me I’m the hottest MC
First album going plat s’B.I.G hayi gabi
Anis’yeke ngey’ indaba (Siyekeleni ngeyi ndaba)
Anis’yeke ngey’ indaba
Ironically uh you don't sound like you're regular, were gonna play this song
And then were gonna get the feedback from the citizens
Put him in the game or sit
the glare from
The Porsche lights
Porsche pass em as I revolve
Counter clockwise back step over you
Rap niggas I evolved
Ie I solved, the riddle that
Hip-hop
not for this guy named Beethoven
And we'd certainly not have the White Album if Paul McCartney met John Lennon
So I said, Well maybe that's my problem.
Boy C to the LIDO by the way though
Badman coming through
I would have said brikiti live on this one cus it sounds right
But I wont
Just incase you
Yeah, whaddup
I'm tryna put my dick inside of yo panties
Yeah, and when I tear this shit for real, yeah
I be rolling out, while they rolling loud
Ich bin zu Haus und guck G-TV, pump diesen Beat
Renn' 100 Meilen wie Ren und Eazy-E
Mein Flow ist Rap-Drive-By mit Cube als Fahrer
Ich hab Game seit
Confidence
No Visa new continents
When ma New album turn dem anthem anthem
Ah wan dey chill with man dem steady toping the charts endorsements signings
All
ok, this the last song (Let's go) (Ayy)
J-O-E-S-H-M-O (What it spell?) (Ayy)
I'm not your average Joe (No i'm not) (Woah)
Only one to make it from
Scientology
Fuckin up to the chest I bucks the city us Bad Touchin
Boogie to break to bumrushin
Fresh start taming biofeed this track achieves
still alone
I can’t put a bitch first
Yeah I got this game by the throat
Bout to put it in a hearse
Cuz I
[Chorus] x2
(A) Knew I’d be here I’m psychic
[Intro: Girl and guy talking]
Ayyo, whassup girl?
What's with this dress shirt and jogger pants?
Whatever
How you gonna be wearing them open toed
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