Lyrics:
Language and wasn't sign
Common knowledge
Know the street lights gon hit Like a quarter to 9
Preach
Bottles of rose
For the function it's bel air rose
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
I was born on noble back when niggas had to run away quick, see
Old folks never like when young ass kids be
Shooting hoops down by the drive-way
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
nothin' less
Supply what they demand
Ain't no time for the rest
Trust
Year after year it's a bet (yeah)
Put it on the album (yeah)
Haters still doubt him
Ahnnnnn
Check out my grillz you know how it feel
Check out my bitches they looking to Kill
All of my niggas are willing to Kill
Hit by a bullet you
a pimp
God damn right I'ma do it like this
[Redman]
I tie up my Air Nike's prepare for the mic
Straight throwin' up the bike on Jersey Turn Pike
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
how we should be together
"When should we go out?", I replied 'whenever'
Told her my goals, told her all of my dreams
Told her about my album and all
and demand; I'm The man to supply! Y'all like who came with this guy
Hell if I told you about how I'm surrounded
By potential it's essential drop everybody that
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
Hey man, it's Jeremy, uh, your manager. I just wanted to run a few ideas by you. Um, I'm really having trouble pitching your music around, I gotta be
fine- your vision's just different than mine
See I learned how to rhyme by a different design
Remember I had the album with the Canibus sign
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
to breed
So let 'em all, let 'em all, let 'em all
Let 'em smoke weed
There's a nightmare scenario, goes by your bed
But we got the drones flying over
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
Kończąc ten kawałek album zaczynam
Ruszyła szansy machina
Blant by się przydał
Normalnie nie czekam aż skończę nagrywać
W sumie nie ma znaczenia bo jestem
the whole city popping
Air Force One we mobbing
Met a bitch the other day
Say she go both ways (Me too)
Heard them niggas think I'm crazy
Told that nigga
I'm on Pluto getting domed by indigo hoes
These smurfs love my hose they really petite
Makes my dick look like 2 feet
Turning green they envy
How I
"Fly" Snuka
Tomahawk dunk on all of you five-footers, uh
Speaker knocker, this that 45 woofer
Slaughter guys, and this hit was ordered by the Butcher
cartier’s
She like ou bae
She hit me up like
Daddy where you at
I want dick today
She goin' crazy
Hands all in the air
It look like hooray
Bitch that's my
Got hit on the gram
Rip to all them ones
That killing and know it
Rip to all them ones
Got killed by their friends
Rip to all them ones
That fallen from
the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14, 5 a piece
Enough to cop a 6, buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
Everybody
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