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Say you wanna roll a 3 5 in the backwood
Or a swisher (Gas)
Say you wanna have a shooter
With you when you broke
You ain’t even got a bitch
Say you
know one day I'ma make it, feel like Mike Will (oh word)
They said I'm leading by example, shoot I minds well (yeah ok)
King of my hill, like I live with
challenging ourselves to
Better than we are white folks
Instead of driving-by using the "N" word
They will say:
(Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're
Rex Stardust, lead electric triangle with
Toad The Wet Sprocket
Has had to have an elbow removed
Following their recent successful
Worldwide tour
Hottest niggas in the game
Mmg, tour starts in a few weeks
If you fucking with it, fuck with me
Ha ha
Watch cost me a buck, chain cost me
to the one that I love
Never strained, I ain't fuckin' up this
Dedicated to my niggas that stayed
With me even through my questionable ways
Dedicated
California, Here I Come
Written by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
Jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal
money that a young nigga makin' on a roll
And ya know that that's taylor, and I roll with mr. blow-it-by-the-oh (uh!)
They ain't livin' like that
They
Action man, sell my note to Jack the lad
Going to school and my lunch
Got packed with xans
Lot's of green, little bit of white
Pakistan that's
cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in
cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in
call me Brizzy Brizzy
Turning New York into New Jack City
B-r-i-z-z-y
I'm in love with the coco I'm in love with NY
The city never sleeps nah and I
for these racist wars
A lie's fed by these TV whores
I know it's more to news fake the truth
We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy
can you speak that?
You need to sneak back to the drawing board Jack...
The Ripper, down with my zipper
You get paid to be a Moe Dee tipster
Tryna knock
at
React tours that, Hillfinger drawers, Wu hat
Relax do that, whoever boo trash, two at
Beige or blue hat, suede wally shoe
Lashin' Clue at
White folks,
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
combat
Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
Like Hitler, stickin' up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten
Of a magazine
Some day (some day)
I'd like (I?d like)
To take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the sea side
Meg White
I saw you on the big
labels with all white A&R's
The game's hijacked
The rap game's hijacked
Let me tell you how it happened
Now while every MC in the game
Was worryin'
Machavellian approaches executed by the coach
I'm in these streets like a ghost
The air-jettin' artist
To the love, I hit 'em right plus I hit the hardest, man
I
pennies for smokes
tours over we were out yeah and you called with the news
you was over in ney york to film this movie called juice
called you back up
MUCH DARKER
Because the Africanism is in EFFECT
So check it out MAN!
And try not to bite the lyrics
POI!
So come in now with the chorus
Never slowing down niggas mustard fucked up
I'm yelling ketchup now
Stocks going up by the record
So do not hit my jack
Unless it's checks around
Or it's
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