Lyrics:
Scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
Concern Sing
We Don't Need No Water
Let the Mother Fucka Burn
If You Holdin' up the Wall
Then Ya'll Niggas Best to Learn Sing
(Wicked, Whop)
We Gon' Get
everybody be buggin
Big boulder holdin' you know D-Loc and Johnny Richter
All skunked out at the bar drinkin' pitchers
And all we want to do is grab some
Somethin' like a bad habit, we ain't have it, we gon' take it
Came up off a fifty slab, now my bag big as yappers
Workers beggin' me for time off, askin' me
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
smoked like Smokey
Take you back to school get coached by Smokey
Brownie the man on the walkie talkie
Ice cream man got Hokey Pokey
It's passionate we
the O-to-the-Kizay
Poppin' big tags with the flow and the dough, we get bi-zay
And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught
And we gon' stay showin'
Big D, Big D
Edge Hang, Edge Hang
Big D, Big D
Zone 3, Zone 3
I'm on the corner with killa's holdin' onto dem pistols
The only nigga dat [?]
Flame, gang, woah, we too insane on these hoes
I took off my mask, you know, they mad, I don't see below
And the hoes, they fuckin' the hoes, big rocks
like I'm holdin' an iron
I remember when I was just told to be quiet
Now I'm pretty sure no one's colder than I am
'Cept maybe Devs
I take big
I just keep doing it, doing it, doing it right
While I’m staying inside
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holding on tight
‘Till the storm passes by
Still
Bliss Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music Publishing)/ ASCAP
It Is You
As we lift up our hands
Will you meet us
through
Migos and Blac Youngsta got about a million every time we come throught
Come thru when I come through when I come through when I come through
Come alive
So we gon' turn the volume way up to ten
Put a snap in your fingers and a tap in your Timbs'
Ain't no holdin' me back, it's that nigga named
h-town livin’
On a Friday By Ur Side chillin
Sharp like Big Pokey and Cactus Jack
ADH-adding up my money long as practice lasts
L on my hat, but we
the phone and called the Mobb and 'em
We laid low about a hour or so, these bitches movin' too slow
We both holdin', what if them wild hoes started foldin'?
life out big and
I miss the little things
'Cause, baby, when you're holdin' me
Everything is quiet
My world is noise
Girl, you've got a hold of me
When she a pool, slip out the shoes
It be so cool, sit by the pool
Who got the tool? Gimme the tool
If you gon' snooze, then we gon' lose
Shoot
back beggin please, oh ya
Ya I'm Steppin, big stepper
We playin chess and you playin checkers
We goin 200
Swerve in and out you could label me reckless
gangsta boo trouble bankroll lil keed
Pnb rock dmx big pokey mo3 and doe b
Shawty lo nipsey hussle takeoff big scar og d
Pop smoke snootie wild Draco big
my baby loves me
And I'm always by her side
As the breeze blows, our love will grow
No holdin' back our foolish pride, yeah
She's a country lovin',
then they hate to go
Yo, Its to late to blow
Ya run around pay for hoes, that's why ya paper low
[Shyne - Hook]
We them niggas with big guns
for the first time, like luga
Chrisin' nigga listen we holdin rugaz
You be wavin them pee shootas
We be blowin the sticky buda, to cancel shit I
Run up on me you gеt stretched n
Screaming Durkside in ya Jets n
Hop out, then we stretch ns gang Gang Gang
Movie, Viral, Ya mans died by the pokey
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