Lyrics:
By: Boe Araya ,Yeah, I come through sippin pepsi blue, booo
I go better than Maya Angeluo and skip to my lou, skip on these nuts fo show kid, while I
gotta say thanks
Ya
[Talking]
Uh huh, I really need you
[Chorus x2]
Shout out to Nikki from Jersey by the way, she thinks I'm the sexy man
to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy
those jeans
Got a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me
By the individual hustle, that'd pay me
When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe
I be
bling here
Been having a Benz, been having Vettes, been having a Rover
Gotta house by the lake, look here ask Joe Claire, see I told ya
Been having
behind tent
Serving all day hitting corners getting bent
Time went by quick when we was kicking it
I wish that there was a way I could have predicted this
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
times four equals sixteen tracks
Word
Divided by two
Which is half of four
Equals OU818
Ah shit
Yo Trey, where's the goddammed drum machine?
Ah damn, I
a cold ass flow
Everytime he hit the studio, his beeper go off
He left the beef to get his cheese, by selling people that raw
With a pistol on his right
Sifting through weathered photo albums
Looking for gloriously aged Polaroids (does it make a difference? This is the way it is)
You think it
Uh! Its that boy Magnificent
AKA Maaagno
The Rookie Of Da Year
Be on the lookout for that solo album coming soon
[Magno]
It's Magnificent, but you
Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker
ain't one of those rappers who got a deal man
Quit asking, every milestone you try to conquer
I passed it, every album we drops a classic
That's the way
H1GHR like we smoking joints
So many J's at one label boy you know we scoring points
Yeah, surrounded by villains demons sinnin' I feel alone
I ain't
buď v redakci
Rapeři za odstavce nechaj prdel jebat si
Polikání koulí to je atrakce
Pošlu album na recenzi naplnění Anthraxem
Vítej v mim světě, mozková
sweatsuit, black and burgundy shots
I got a safe in the ceiling, that's my emergency box
Another half a mil' buried under that dirt by them rocks
Nigga,
Nasranej na tebe buzno, měl by si se potatit
Chytni kurvu za vlasy a narvi hlavu pod paty
Jsem nasranej na měkký buzny ve vztahu, jste lopaty
Jsem nasranej
I'm doing it for me
This time around we coming for everything
Shit hit different when you got it out the streets
You can be here, then gone by next
Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven
(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
fondue
Join the queue
Oh he said that he would take it slow
Wanna walk side by side not in his shadow
Let me glow
Oh he's fucking with my trio
Man it must be so cool,
You?re barely out of high school,
A seven album record deal,
That was no big deal alright,
Oh yeah.
Too right you?re always
beat was produced by Rob the Vikang
I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang
niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, i'm about to roar
Spittin'
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