Lyrics:
en eso proceso de perder cobrando acceso al roto mando
Con dedos gordos o amputados
Westerly puts debris on a tree
So apocaleplcy in our nest dried
on the A get bun
Drills get done by me and the guys
Dbo tryna swing for backs
He can't swing for backs, so they stay inside
Scar man's face like Al Pacino
sounds then a karaoke machine
B-Team this has been my dream
Since back when Al Green was lean, my scheme
My plot, rise the top as one of the best
I'm
nobody do it like us
Sunday morning play Al Green, make pancakes and watch cartoons
Sometimes get to change that scene, catch a plane and see somewhere
don't like my style
So I don't give a WHAT, 'cause you bring the beef, and the Rock
All the Rock buck you one time, so cover you by the loggins
Machete I
You got yer Huckleberry Finn, you got yer crocodile smile,
gotcher red beans and rice on yer green radio dial.
You got old Luke the Drifter, like
Pra mim tu és um blues,
Sedutor!
Penso em amor e corpos nus,
Suor, calor, FuGees.
Sou Lauryn e tu Chico,
Soul e Bossa, sim!
Elis.
És luz, som e eu
from coming home
When he was killed in Afghanistan
He never had a hope in hell
Al-Qaida bomber took his life
So far away from his home, on Green Route
brought to you by
Exxon in four parts
Without commercial interruptions
The revolution will not show you pictures
Of Bush blowing a bugle
And leading
through life with a blindfold
Love is showin' love to those
Who paved the way, that's my people
Politic with Al Green
An' now we're singin' together
Love
green-eyed, thoroughbred pure breed
Double threat, split personality, you're fucking dead
I'm still in black like Darth Vader
I'll drape you up like
My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new
bitch, I'ma let it be known
When I let the baretta go
Niggas betta hit the flo' (ah)
Get the chedda and go, I repo green
Flame spitter, with a deep ol'
on her back and the birds in a hat made a crease on her ass, I was washing and ironing
Constantly mowing the ground coz the green is profound at growing
running from me
Getting punched in the chest by Mohammad Ali
Red light, blue light, green light
My foot's gone floor-down in a WRXy
Cops flying, trying
parody rap - Al Yankovich
And grab the game by the horns - Imma yank the sh*t.
I'm captain of my ship until I sink the b*tch.
On everything I had to make
the green
I'm on the road
Real nigga move by the code
I like all my bitches mean
Won't never fold
I ain't the nigga who told
Spinnin' yo block I patrol
I'm
But I won't stop
Don't gotta talk
Know you an opp
You know I'm a boss
Might die on a cross
Might die in the street
Get shot by police
I'm just a free
Henny got me slo mo
Tryna stay low low
Rubia in soho
Ice ciroc coco
Giving me a low blow
Green light go go
Im sosa you soso
Poker face pokko
Cooling
planting your tomb, so it's set in stone
Yeah, I'm just vibing on a mission
Needle drop the Al Green and fuck the opposition
Wine and dined by my design you
Smokin dope by myself
Do it all for my health
Hell yea , kno I need the wealth
Run it up
I get the bag that’s a hunnit grand
Brown paper bag
Let's Stay Together
By Al Green
(Ooh yeah
Oh baby
Ooh yeah)
I'm, I'm so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is alright with me
'Cause you make
the green like im Bruce Banner and im riding with
A couple niggas in bandanas
Who do anything for loot and the cannabis
Young philanthropist
The damage is
When we walked from Marion, AL
They shut the lights of Jimmy Lee Jackson down
With hardly a penny or gun in hand
They lowered his body 'neath
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