Lyrics:
and the punk, po-lice pointin' pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong cause I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style runnin' in the drug house
a right
Whatever way that i turn its still death after life
It don't discourage me, i ain't got nuthin to lose
But some punks that probably never turn
bitch got punched to shit pointin gun at me
CHORUS
Hey hey!!!
Give it to me give it to me give it to me
One more time let’s party like it’s 1999
Not just pro control
Slow your roll
Sushi’s raw sos the truth
No need to be a sleuth
Like Holmes
I already know what Your argument would be
By those
to fuck a bitch
And by that time next year they y'all know me
Hex the Master, The R.O.C. and Blaze ya Dead Homie
(They call that gangsta)
What I
And all my enemies I made by knowing just her
Now everybody thinks that she was the only one hurt
Now everybody thinking that I got a cold heart
Last time I
Robbing hoods they got from the store
These rappers rich
I'm robbing them
Cause my niggas is poor
You want some more?
I got you it's aight my friend
This
TYPES like I'm lee now
Favorite rapper killa gangsta nigga from da Creek han
HE BE living what he speak
His title improving by the week
Fallout den Uber
wild fuckin bitch
My first time having cat had and knew she still couldn't suck no dick
And the best dat I ever had was a time
With a Milf
And if I ever
all it's might
And me and my Rydas airtight
More like a spacesuit
And if you on some free ridin'
Bitch we will replace you!
I'm no taxi
So don't ask me
You in the War Zone, yeah, THX
I wanna go universal one time, man
I wanna talk to the whole world, man
'Cause, 'cause I know niggaz
I know niggaz
even killed the time by helpin my man pass out fliers
Now all I want to do is get in where I fit in
Shake my ass with the baddest pidgeon with her wig
remix time its keypad 3 in every ear
You can check the number on your dial, top right corner
I'm at the top and o ka se wa mpona (I know)
Me sleeping
grateful for (yeah)
You make me combust up internally (combust up internally)
More than I deserve to be
Lord, I know this can take some time
In my
I broke down a few more barricades
Got me a few more accolades
Used to look forward to the weekend
Now every day's like Saturday
Surrounded by
it's time for a new plan, bam
I'll be swingin' like a one man, clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block gettin' dropped by
I can see it in her eyes
Things ain't been the same in a long time
Been a long time
Good things always die
Wish we could just hold it for a couple
Can't you see I'm easily bothered by persistence?
One step from lashing out at you
You want in, to get under my skin and call yourself a friend
Mediterranean
Isn't it Albanian, Armenian, Iranian, Tasmanian. no
It's Dave Raymond and oh, Osorio, so sorry, whoa
But that was a long time ago
When I was
line by line
I'm still tryna vent my spites
And this mind of mine
Burns out quick and sheds no light babygirl
Think it's time to let this go
Scripted
of Glory
Endless nights, Sleepless days, Lost in all my ways, Give me more
Let me end my story with my name so full of Glory
I never waste my time, my
nowhere left to run or to hideout
Attacking again and killing his kin every time I knee him in the balls cause he tried to leave me in the wind
No more time
by they tongues when I sung
Play a game, press your luck, punk
I don't give a fuck punk
If the butcher knife don't cut
Then I buck, buck, buck
How you make a hunned thousand in a day?
You got a play, I got a play, I'm on the way
Time is money and I cannot play it safe
Try to draw me I'll be
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