Lyrics:
like Quavo
Narco livin'
Rack these digits
Narco livin'
Big bills
Over shipment
Bricks in the box
Gotta stash in the couch
57 like a pouch
Gateway
barely see the Ground
Aint gotta throw her on a scale To see her by the pound
Shorty by the O loud pack like a Flame lit
Rolling up the dro gas like
to clubs I never chase a bitch beitch
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress some of why'all call it chocolate
Return
to clubs I never chase a bitch beitch
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit to the apocalypse
We call it stress some of why'all call it chocolate
Return
the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds
[Chorus]
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin'
boys be the craziest
Dem West Coast boys be scandalous
Dem Midwest niggas be dangerous
The East Coast boys doin' it big
When I leave the club I got
Get a taste by the case
Music is the correlation if
You looking to escape
There’s writing on the wall that
You can’t write off
Dreams so big they make
show you our way
Oh but they don't tell you, what they can't see
Road signs are posted, every few feet
Big as a mountain and bright as the sun
No
Earl ]
I'm the P-r-e-a-c-h-e-r, uh
Preacher Earl and I'm considered a superstar
Pick up the microphone and I proceed to rock 'n roll
By the time I
you closer
You can windsurf into my life
Take me up on a carpet ride
You can make it in a big balloon
But you better make it soon
You can reach me by
popped by that actin' (pussy get popped by that)
Please say, "Hello," to my gat, bitch (please say hello to my)
I'ma slime his ass blood, on my Slatt
still say "Sunwear" ("Sunwear")
Shot the arrow
Only missed 'em by a cunt hair
Come here, put this blunt in the air (Uh, uh)
These motherfuckers want us
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
What the fuck
The fuck
Don’t chat shit if your shit sucks
Bang a dick in his nuts and then
Cover his face in deep cuts
Maybe it’s getting a little
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
I make big money
I drive big cars
Everybody know me
It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
I feel I'm being tailed by
[Eazy-E]
Big titie shitty bang bang sittin' on a dick
tryin' to play a pimp by the fifteen clicks
hoes play with me weekly
so I'm down wit hoe play
We finally made it to the shores of fake lake
Totally surrounded by half-mowed mountains but as far as traps go this is great
Happily caught
I said Why God
Why can I not look you in the eyes God
How come I fall every time I try God
I really need to do this by your side God
Who am I God
, twist your hands
Big C, bigger B
Big Vice Lord, big GD
Hit a block
Scope the spot
Kill the cop
Whack an opp
Gang bang
Bitch, uh, bitch
Aye, Lil
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
months)
And so we climb the mountain! (we head west)
And we cross the river (we head west)
And we fight the oppression! (for months)
By being nice
(Whats that)
[Psycho Les]
Some incredible shit, some incredible shit uhh
Twist that baby up in here
[Armaretta]
'Ey yo Big Psych
[Psycho
picture with a big frame
Big house with a big ring
It's a big life with a big bang
I walk this beaten path in disarray ya'll
But momma told me not to be
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