Lyrics:
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Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
ain't listen out one ear
We spit the rhyme they scheme in Shakespeare
I ain't tryna start nothin but let the cards fall
Fuck you and your fake love
aint listen out one ear
We spit the rhyme they scheme in Shakespeare
I aint tryna start nothin but let the cards fall
Fuck you and your fake love
like fire, with my boys at my back
Now I'm back for revenge, all the rumors must end
Freaky breathin' is out, bold music is in
I lot of dummies gettin'
Singing
(That's all I got in the end)
That's what I found out
(And it ain't no need to cry)
(I took a vow that from) Sing it ladies
Now on, I'm gonna
seaker high achiever
I can't fall in love with a no goal boy
Boy boy boy boy boy boy
Headaches
I dont do no headaches
Had to kick her out the condo she was
sympathy for my rivals
Playing with mine youll find out what Im willing to die for yeah
Its time for these niggas to get up from off they ass
Blamin other
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
thouxanbans like boy who you testin
Can't fall for triple wit out the double
Wats a double wit out the dribble
I chose the right way n the light way
I walk in
chubby
I know a lot of people in the State Pen
From touching that boy like Sandusky
If you from the midwest we call it dogfood
I'm so smart I should've
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
just letting the breeze run By my cheeks
Thinking I don't need nun But some air pods and R&B cuts
Radiating love so I receive much from the source asking
Listen up boys and girls from the hood
They wanna take our lives
By killing our prophets, shrinking our minds
You know I tell no lie
Attention all
is illa-illa
Catch me in that dirty-dirty
Feed up in that villa-villa
So live I'm the '05 Thriller in Manila
Come through with the triple village
the pool, coming out with drip
Baddies steppin out pool on a sunny day it's lit, get it
We be trying show 'em how we live
Boy, it's live on display
They be
and I smoke em
Name is Logan
Y'all boy finna get folded, yeah
Roll it up like *bleep*
Get that bag and smoke that dub
Came from hell just to light it up
sends his greetings by
Transforming our hearts and teaching us to live his guide
You can run from his presence, but you can never hide
And all our lives
will live forever more)
Because of Christmas Day
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ
Was born on Christmas Day
While shepherds watch their flock by
why
People out here droppin dead like flies
I used to see a home boy givin five
Now I say, "Man, you still alive?"
Cold as hell, the town I'm from
the sauce
Or you never gon be
The person you wanted to be
I'll make em fall out of they seats
Hop on the beat
Drop a lit verse and repeat
I'm running this
Why they fuckin' with a young nigga
Been a prophet with the
Right like I'm Muhammad
Steph Curry from the 3 from how I rock it
We out bustin' plays
the world there's a smartness drought
Yeah I'm a call em out I evolved in a slaughter house
Slaughter your Atacama is the words from Obama's mouth
Feeling all
thought you knew better,but you still ran your mouth now you runnin from
them fuckin Georgia Boys from down south
ain't no sunshine my nigga,
pistols on me and I'm gunnin' both ways
On a perk and a addy boy I'm geekin' both ways
Got it made in the shade, gettin' money both ways
Gettin' brain
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