Lyrics:
apte à passer un cap
J'm'en lave les mains sales
Sans stocker d'armes al
C'est Nikkfurie dans l'album
Photo des flics
Mon auto évite le poteau c'est
Lincoln on a sack, with the fifty-dat
Bump my song, Get drunk, get it crunk
Country-fried, pack a blunt
Erything tight, Volume 2 off in the trunk, bump
69
I did mine on stacks
I put my music to the test
Amongst
The real rat packs
And I'm also here to tell you
Where there's blood
There's us!
insane then me, wait
I should just pack all my things and leave? Ok
I guess I'll do that
Leave behind all of my fellow rats, leave em like bait in fucking
Guerrero
Bob, also known as Tuan Nguyen, and Q
Arsalan, I remember you went to see "Guardians of the Galaxy: Vol. 2" with us
I want to shout out my advisor
a rat, or do not
Hit that suicide into a sack
Into your servant of a pack
Like a hack on a cart, on a rack
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Two sacks a sack,
Uhh, uhh, gangsta gangsta yeah
Uhh, uhh, it's gangsta gangsta yeah
Uhh, uhh, shit I'm livin' gangsta gangsta shit
Yeah
[Chorus: x2]
I'm from
We got goons in the north movin the pack too
You get hit by the crew, make you do boogaloo
Boy I ride with the gang and we came out the zoo
‘Cause I
of bitches comin' by the twos
I got a lot of bitches, Balmain buy a few
Big di-diamonds but we call 'em jewels
All these racks think I sell dog foods
I
stand close to them, you'll catch it too (frrrrrrr)(bah!)
Last nigga ran off with my pack, he paid me back a buck or two (run dat)
Sliding on them boys,
Yeah
Two
The calm before the storm
Penning my life behind these bars and these beats that I prescribe
So when I'm dead and gone, I hope they keep me
dans ta Renault Megane
J'm'écoute le prochain album d'Ol
Dirty dans ma DeLorean
J'fais d'la bombe sans apologie
Ancien dans la rapologie
Reconnais
Keep dreaming of them plaques
I got bigger plans
Than the average man
Started off by flipping pack
So i'm just gon stack up all this money
Till my bank
ever shanked that bitch
What was it one two three six millimeters by your side?
Run run from a robbery homicide
I'm all about sunny days and the blue
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
of a rats, they copying off 2Pac's stats
Wearing tuxedos to hide they tight speedo
Chains is tucked in, I'm incognito
Fuck with your ego, and touch your
Performed by Jimmy Buffett, The Great Gonzo, and Rizzo The Rat
From Kermit UnPigged - Jim Henson Records BMG Kidz.
(Talking)
Rizzo: Hey Look Gonzo,
goin
Go, go, go,
Tryna get by, by, by, by, by, by
Too ashamed to call,
Everyone likes a snowball fight, those kids are having fun, but if someone packs
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
in the ATL and I'm all outta ale
Like a bat out of hell, tripped on a cat tail
Mutt drinkin out a pail
Who let the rat out the cell?
Got all
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
toll
I been doing life my way
I pack a good bowl
I pack my pack to hit the road
Airplane to the beach
Two words lets fucking go
Bout to get a moped
Swear
at my folks like
Oh
Wait
Like I'm on a roll like
Oh
Wait
Foot down from the go like
All time gas in my go time pack
Breakin down earth by hand like toph
back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I
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