Lyrics:
the team
Full of loyalty, team full of loyalty
Treat my brothers like kings
Team full of royalty yeah
The bright lights, the high life
Can't wait till i can
that ass
You know I'm a master ball you know it's a Catch
Raised around speed not drugs but that shit that end your life fast
Sparking dola feel like
(Let's Go)
I jug these streets as I'm pleased cause I'm obligated (Jug Jug)
They ask me why I leave my ex cause it was complicated (Hahaha)
Ben Frank my
I love to sing
Call me the king of pain, but my name ain't Sting
Or Roger Clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame
'Cause all you sap suckers
lets call their bluff
Put their greed inside of a toilet, give me a royal flush!
Kings and Queens from red shades to Black spades
Back in the days we
sure your stomach ain't on E
If it ain't nobody else babe
Then I got you
If that's fine with you
Tell what you want and need
Baby you look better next
load girls
I got girls by the ton
Gotta treat them right
Or feel the wrath of my mum
I'll never act hype
Or walk around with that type
Im just here
Fel to the test,
with four brothers in a SS
Now I can’t turn around and can’t back up
So I gotta peep game laying in the cut
Is this a jack or a kidnap
down
Tell lil shawty Ima hold this, Ima hold this
Ima hold this downnn
Been sipping E Dub like three days
3 More E Dubs then I'm in phase
Pull up
Italy
Wanna wear those Gucci shoes
Red and green
With a cigar in my mouth
Stress free
Wanna walk around yeah just like a king
Buy my mama's brand new
No body
Eh nobody
No body
E ya ah ah
Ain't nobody tell me what to do
I dey live my life
Me no send nobody
Ain't nobody tell me what to do
I dey
ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk
a drive-by.
Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around
The midnight phantom.
They predicted I'm-a fall,
They must be down with Michael
can deliver
And ya sucka M.C.'s, to us ya a minus
We dominate the charts 'cause we are the world finest
Kings, who sat and heard Doug E. Fresh
And ya
around
And I know you sincere by the way that you sound
Like when I call ya in the mornin and you wake up and ya yawnin
but your baby's on the line,
next time
Uptown, downtown, crosstown, no matter where you're from
Get on the floor and get dumb
Cause the Master, capital A-see-E is about to kick
together we stay deep
It's Rob G!
Cheyah!
King of the Streets and I'm roll around Houston ridin' 4's
Boys better chill 'fore this throw-away leave they
who're tripping
I know and it shows, I can look at your nose
And just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o
On the downlow
On the downlow
gonna be alright
Not much of a failure
Cus I feel I failed here
I was never around
It's not a reason to frown
Better left on my own
As I sing this useless
around the ring
I'm well promoted, and don't even know Don King
[Redman]
Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two minute on the clock
Cops know the SL hand
around
Because it's sleezy
Good lesson taught by my big homey E-Z
I got to compliment you on how you please me
Touch me, but don't tease me
Now put it
know what to say
Praise Ben E King and Solomon
Praise Joanie and Wilson
Old friends, that bring a little healing
Old friends, there when you need
She asked my name I said Russian
Can i get your number can i be your friend
I just wanna sex by half past 10
You can't have my yute you're
A slut im
a the club me step in well clean bay hugs cause we got the money green fire him a play sum Bob Marley by the time me look around a sexy gal a call me she sa E
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