Lyrics:
reamin
Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks cuz I haven't changed.
No love for the roadie?
Yo man, you're the roadie, you don't...
Seven members,
Yes, I'm from S Block so please don't ask me where I grew up at
Stepping with my steppers three times giggin let that ruger clap
Niggas speaking down
the Slatt, I'm never gon' kid when it come to these racks, uh
Money like O'Neal, I got a few bills to spend these racks (let's go)
I just bought a new cat
these niggas with
This New York flow
Say one nigga name homie you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York know
I use to listen to Jada
I've never listened
Y-Z, this that new flavor
That liquid ice n***a
They ain't never heard that shit befo'
(Go)
This the life (Skrrt)
I'm feeling nice (Feeling nice)
New in hip-hop technology
A Tribe Called Quest presents new style
I C U doin' it, girl i C U doin'
I C U doin' it, girl i C U doin'
I got my Gucci,
attraction
Go ahead and tell, ma, now don't it feel relaxing? Woo
Now let me be the man in the canoe
That shy little guy who stroke right and pleases you
of yourself must be paid for
In cryptographic currencies with the urgency of surgical emergencies
But also we are in a new version of old life and death
getting big as fuck
Ya son gon make the league for sure
One thing fore I let you go
Please don’t call my phone no more
I met a gypsy
And she hipped
how the racks go
Never get lost even though I got ten toes
Fuck with me stand a chance to be my hoe
This my block kid
This ain't no game this ain't no
reamin
Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed.
No love for the roadie?
Yo man, you're the roadie, you don't...
Seven members, seven
hear a thing
People be jealous by any means
I don't argue with people who really fiends
Look at all that I've done before 17
I'm really that kid (That
please say my peace?
If y'all fresh to death then I'm deceased
And this one here is a heat rock
Spit like a beatbox the way the beat rocks
New version
out the muhfuckin' room
'Cause they don't fuckin'
I'd like to propose a toast
I said toast, motherfucker
And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
And they
the cummin
I gotta be out
Then she go out with her girls
Then she go and do these things
But she don't wanna do these things
Then she stay true to theses
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
dick
Be blowin up it get so neat
Don't settle for less
These hoes gon try to impress
That's why I break em off
Then go buy a new pair of Guess
I hit that
dick
Be blowin up it get so neat
Don't settle for less
These hoes gon try to impress
That's why I break em off
Then go buy a new pair of Guess
I hit that
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
Girls love when I'm life in effect
They can't wait to see me live in the flesh
Even though I cannot afford
No diamond baguettes
I don't lie, slightly
gonna have to go through this about 200 more times
So to you all the kids all across the land
There's no need to argue
Parents just don't understand
I be the worst like nick
To all them m.c. thugs
Like them four little kids
And the teacher gettin' plugged
I don't give a fuck style
Tell me
singin' a new tune
May your soul rest on the moon
In Channel Seven, you said: "Death before Cut"
You killed so many that your conscience ended up,
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