Lyrics:
a leg, do somethin
Just wanna die, she be buggin
Suckin' me up like she never ate nothin
Niggas always be hatin' on TG
Ridin' up, they be catchin' in Fiji
We gettin' lit like every night, ain't livin' right, really
I got the vision, got the sight, I got the right feelin
My shooter catch a homicide, he is
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
And so I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But, um, they gave chase, they
she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
And so I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But, um, they gave chase, they
of your license plate
N-W-A."
[REFRAIN (x2)]
She was Chubb-y and
ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
part of my private stock and
ridin in the relax
frame
don't like her baby father
Day-by-day he gettin' taller, day-by-day her money shorter
Every day her life gets harder, she's a mother and a father
Raise
by the pierside,
N' here she is folks - the USS Titanic!
She's lined up beside two hundred n' fifty parkin' meters,
N' the Captain's gettin' done
Yea
I be going hard with my dawgs, got that money just call and you know I'm pullin' up forthat check
Shorty wanna chill, she so real pop a pill,
gettin' bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
Rock star, Pink Floyd
hop
Pus-pussy niggas never play they block
(Never play they block)
Niggas got shot and took it on a hop
(Took it on the hop)
Moving rock 'cause
rock like that
She don't want nobody else seein' her tat
My baby don't rock like that
No, no, no
My girl's a naughty girl but she ain't cheap
gettin' cake, yeah, it's no debate
Yeah, I fornicate with foreign hoes that I date, like, every day
Yeah, yeah, I rock the Raf, yeah, I bought the Wraith
It's not a drop, this a money clip
You gotta rock, to make the honeys dip
It don't stop, it don't stop
Gettin' rocked, it don't stop
It's not
It's not a drop, this a money clip
You gotta rock, to make the honeys dip
It don't stop, it don't stop
Gettin' rocked, it don't stop
It's not
no brandy, She hop on top but can stand me
Off that moon rock she not landing, she pitch it i pop it like sammy, SOSA
She smoke so lets ride, on lake
would fuck your bitch, but that bitch real ugly
I take that hoe out, she actin' real funny
She gettin' blocked, soon as she say she love me
That hoe
(Baller)
(Shot caller)
(Twenty inch blades on the Impala)
(Call her, gettin' laid tonight)
(Swisher rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike)
(Happy
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
We gettin cash
We only gettin big bags
10 racks
Your girl she never going back
All foreign blacks
Sorry i ain't text you back
We flippin' packs
We only
That’s how I move, aye
She said she wanna rock with me cause she know how I move, aye
I’ve been gettin’ money multiply it by the twos, aye
I’ve been
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