Lyrics:
to explain
Stand in the ocean
Waiting for the waves to knock me down
Sit on the side of a mountain
Getting absorbed by the sound
Sound of the silence, sound
F-words
Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.
Verse : You’re fabulous, fantastic
And you are fancy
I’d clone you if I
on the East
He think this a scam, this ain't that
We can meet can't take her to the crib so
I punched us a suite you still on a porch
I been running in
can hold me to
No matter how far and no matter how wide (I promise, yeah)
I promise, baby, that I'll stay by your side
(I'll stay right by your
Eagle, Eagle Carter man (yeah)
In a '96 Regal contraband (okay)
On my way to the east, to the laundromat (okay)
Gotta wash that money and get on my ass
cool
Yo Knock get the glock, these bitch niggas is actin'
Making movies, we'll make a movie about this shit after it happened
All that yappin', that
them wannabes what
We made of nigga
Try to knock a BG, I'ma spray a nigga
Swear to God you was hard
But you don't want none of me
Cuz I'm a little-bitty
Eagle, Eagle Carter man (yeah)
In a '96 Regal contraband (okay)
On my way to the east, to the laundromat (okay)
Gotta wash that money and get on my ass
competing with me
The feminist movement is giving me, to me
How you eliminate the nigga to get what you need
Independent woman isn't what they intended to be
Some days I got the movement like a motion picture
Other days all the commotion shows
emotion quicker
It's safe to say that when you're broken that
on sight, put the laser to your fitting
When I play it, don't witness them, they get bodied by the fittest
Grizzly with the hands, I try to have me a minute
Understood
No carpet
I ride leather and wood
In yo hood
Cuz I could
You just mad cuz you wish you could
Chi-Town east coast Hollywood
Trust none fear none
is all that, all G
And I know that they don't want to see
And I keep them guns by the dozens
Shells by the hundred
So you don't want no problems
It
Όλοι τα χέρια στον αέ- (ρα, ρα)
Κανένας δεν μας ήθελε (μπλα, μπλα)
Θα γίνει τώρα ή ποτέ (μπαμ, μπαμ)
Μαζί δεν χάνουμε ποτέ (BCC Gang)
Knock knock, κάτω
that he missed
Envelope sealed with forty of them bands
Found em butt naked, pool stick in his ass
Dope spot hot, only right that we crash
Knock knock
challenge me once
A battle of beats
Love to delve the wild side
Representing east side
The beast side
Scared okay
Fight me with my feet tied
Got the sharingan
Cause they're too simple
Can't knock the hustle
Don't want to tussle
They have no muscle
So they're making phone calls
Can't speak to my bro
Cos Leng got
East Side, Modesto you can catch me blowing O’s
I’m with my bitch we French inhale it through the nose
You already know where the best weed grows
knock your hustle
Don't knock mine
In the meantime
It's go time
My favourite colour is green
Omo no time
I see the look in they eyes
When I drive by
Like
The aftermath, a second growth
The period immediately following an unusual event
This is brought to you by the makers of funky music
Coming directly to you from
dead
Straight from high street, raised by the o.g.'s
Never slanged keys, but quick to drop them be's
Put 'em in the trunk and that ain't no front
'Cause
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs things and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
>From East point to New York
It's Outkast runnin' through why'all
Allaljuah
Oh why'all
Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess
missin'
I gave it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots with his boots off
I had a new boss
Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
>From East point to New
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