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out, or emptied this cigar
RZA, Rah, we amped, eh, Meth is on his job
It ain't nothing, like the French say; "che sera sera"
So let's move on, until
This house needs a cat to kick
Instead of poor old me
A dog to boot, a fox to shoot
And swing by tail from tree
This house needs a voodoo doll
spill it
Did you know?
I saw your lashes before
Tell me more..
You came by my house I am sure
Is this real though?
Could've been a dream I don't know..
bit
To print another new gas prices.
All this fuckery we got goin' on,
Indeed it needs to cease.
How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen
When
want is the money
My bitch look like kendall jenner you know she a snow bunny
Nun But Zaza in this package come get it if you want it
Nun but OG in this
holding the six screaming
Police!
But you got no piece
It was just you Big Man
And a lot of grease
All I gets is pound
'Cause niggas want none of this
crazy
Look, look, look up, uh
This guy is a machine
Gold Rollie with the yellow stones
Shooter sprayin' up your house
While your mother home catch
I acted like an ass, I'd
Ditch my lecture to watch the girls play soccer
Is my picture still hanging in your locker?
I haven't been this scared
What take is this
Like a thousand
Fuck
I keep messing this one up
Sorry
Mmm
White claw
I've done that for every take too
I'm hammered by now
Get
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In
This is the final line
This is the final sign
We gonna take it to the core
Turn it to dynamite
This is the final line
This is the final sign
We
my house is your home
If you eva need a friend then call Abel on the phone
Chorus x3
(Yo)
(This is for the real ballers and players
out fool with ring around the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said bitch I didn't know this was a crack house
I got my coat and suddenly
the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said bitch I didn't know this was a crack house
I got my coat and suddenly
The cop busted in and had a mac-10
out fool with ring around the collar
The girl I was waiting for came out
I said bitch I didn't know this was a crack house
I got my coat and suddenly
I wonder if every body hope that this song is not depressing as the last one was
Heaven smelled like Nag Champas
Come here darling, ash my blunt
I wonder if every body hope that this song is not depressing as the last one was
Heaven smelled like Nag Champas
Come here darling, ash my blunt
"This next story is a true story.
It concerns two of my favorite subjects:
industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts!
Mmm, what a combo! This is
me oh baby
Now everybody just clap your hands like this(like this)
Just clap your hands like this(whoo like this)
And if your shorty in the house
Now this side gangsta walk (say what?)
And this is how gangsta's talk (like that?)
Tell 'em how we do, tell 'em what we do
This is what we do
Everybody gather 'round, this is a test
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Everybody gather 'round, this is a test
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'
I want to build a house up on this mountain
Way up high where the peaceful waters flow
To quench my thirsty soul
Up on the mountain
My faith is
some dope
The bitch that I'm wit is so flexible
From Mexico, man I like this ho
The homey little Tony told me a long time ago
"Hey Dogg sit there
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