Lyrics:
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
slick
I held him down
I held him down
But now I know I went too far
To wait around
He think he low key slick
Give me back my door key, bih
I
faith David became the king of the land
He took down Goliath with a sling in his hand
By faith Jesus rose again and popped out the tomb
By faith three
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
Lock and load
Run your mouth
They be workin overtime to shut you down
Never quit
Batten hatches
Coming with that energy they'll have to match us
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors
Stuffed inside their earlobes, then examinated
Blood contaminated, vaccinated, lives fabricated
Exaggerated authorization, Food and Drug Administration
Pick door number three if your price is right
I'll pull a DJ Quik "tonite is the night"
(Murphy Lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young
and doin' too much
The Devil is sayin' so and so were doing such and such, mind your business
(Nosy ass nigga) Satan is schoolboys kickin' doors and killin'
money bitch
After Sarah's sweet nineteen, we had our first big fight
She was like, "We live ideal lives
And you don't realize, trust me, I know what
jewel
We bout to blow up, got your nose up
You could catch a blocka-blocka try to stop or hold us
And your block a whole bust, live news
Ride through
the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by
the slightest worth of gold, but still was on a mission
Down Alondra, rollin kinda tough
Twisted up the chocolate thai, and I started to puff
Aroma smells better
Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
Lookin at me like I'm sick
Walkin by chin-chins I
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
two test
Check testing one two
Mic check testing one two three four One two
Three four
One two three
One two three four
(What)
Mic check
This is a test
pouring in
Bulk of it up my nose
How dumb I was, twenty-one
And way out of control
The cops kicked down the door
She did a line right off my (wow)
Oh, you let me down
I am so confused
Stood right by your side through everything that you went through
Why is she around?
Why are you so cruel?
Pick door number three if your price is right
I'll pull a DJ Quik "tonite is the night"(Murphy Lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school
Like, I don't know, but it feels like I got nine lives
I came in this with, like, four friends (four up)
Tube socks and Chuck Taylors on
I stayed in
a year ago
When he was stationed in Texas
They made niggas by 91
They was on their 3rd Lex
The Jeep stopped
We in front of the stores
Makin' show on my
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
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