Lyrics:
Uzi
Trappin' by pool creek, action when it's 'bout me
They say you not the man in the streets
I'm flashy, now you got with the key
I crashed it, now
I'm quick to bombercars
That fuck your armor, cause I cause mad trauma
No comma, straight through your mama like acid
I fucked her, then I did it,
all dipped
Chrome four-fiddith, no bullets no clip
Black electric tape over the hole in the handle
If you hold it right and hit 'em with it they
the highlands
Is it too late to relate with time
I couldn't hear you
No, I wouldn't hear you
Oh, I was always going to go off
On my own
Four feet in
the eyes of Moses, always remember what God told us
Hope he excepts us and pray that he holds us
Moses, warned you to mom's last push
Sentence be to God by
around and take your girl from you then sell it to for the...
Oh... have her back, wont' love but I love the stacks
So I'm pulling up and then you know
Resurface
4x let it resurface let it resurface yea
I fall asleep inside a dream and stay awake
My eyes have seen across the sea / seen all
the club at the bar
(say playboy, now what you did last summer)
Oh yeah went to the car lot, and bought the last Hummer
[Hook]
[D-Gotti]
Jumped out
a flock of geese would fly on by
i`m hopin
i can bag not 4 but 5 reloldin
jesus fucking christ
that's the biggest moose i have ever seen
get my gun god damn
You said to meet by the gym after school before volleyball
Your grin poked through the door and we met lips
As electric as the kiss was
The way you
[Chorus: x2]
Do that there
How ya how ya how ya how ya how ya
Do that there
How ya do that [Repeat: x4]
And they be like
How ya do that
How ya
my ear
And its calling out your name
Still the silence glows
The four winds blow
And a dark moon rising above
To rest by your side
In the heat
in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shooting shit up like Frank Nitti
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck
alive.
West coast, East Coast, your all bunch of fucking fools.
You and the rest of this greedy fucking world.
Kill yourself, stay in school, say no
been
One, two all the way out to ten
We had their back, that doesn't mean no loss
Somebody bout to set it off again
[Chorus: x4]
crisco
With the extra fat
I'm wishin
A flock of geese would fly on by
I'm hopin
I can bag not 4 but 5 reloldin
Jesus fucking christ
That's
Somethin' out of dark ages paintings, smiles can't hide
Think I'll sit back and watch life go by
In about, four sex acts a cheerleader will begin to bleed
We showed up, drunk and 'droed up (haha, yeah)
Stunk and mold up, two Coupes and four trucks (that's right)
Wrist is glowed up, got chicks that sold
will be here
For you
So here I am getting wasted just to see you smile
Don't be afraid cause everythin' will be worthwhile
No one knows I just
(Crooklyn style) be in yo
Damagin' your whole premises
Don't never diss
Cause here's your address
Cause me by yes, so come test me no
Like Patra, I got it
better.
(Yes I do)
Well the days go by and you wonder why, "is this really true?"
Your heart says "No" but your feelings show everything you never knew
But
up roll it up
[Johnny Richter:]
Dats right? we on top of our game
I spent alot of time fuckin now I finally came
10 years in da makin oh wat a suprise
tuxedo
Black tuxedo
Black-black-black (oh my God)
A black tuxedo with the cumberband damn
Talk slang while the ladies hang
Runnin' more hoes than clothes
Of course there is no way to possibly cover all the people that make the Juggalo work go round
This is just the tip of iceberg
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