Lyrics:
he gave that thing a test
So the shit don't jam
I sweart to God the hood ah turn a jit grown man
Like Kuk and Gipp
We all came up hard we wasn't
on the screen
But never putting anything obscene
So we blowin' on steam
Flowin' down like a stream
On this jam, goin' ham with the fam
We rockin' out mics from
For real, move the packin' any weather
The whole team stay ahead because we think its Clever
Blowin' big green to think better Toon is the missing
is a must
We shake up you lames with a pump piece
And my game never rusty
Take you through the lane with my clutch peak man
You better up D, run
ain’t tryin to talk, key me back. Yup.
The fuck wrong with that nigga.
Ahh cool you hear me dog? Come see me.
Hey fuck talking to that nigga man,
I
ain’t tryin to talk, key me back. Yup.
The fuck wrong with that nigga.
Ahh cool you hear me dog? Come see me.
Hey fuck talking to that nigga man,
I
up a lot but "us" don't mean that I'll be better
Man, Majority of thoughts are future times with you
Still sometimes I think now is clearer
Maybe I got
Shoot for silver, getting gold or better
But am I on the winning side
I can't help to think I got played by my foolish pride
I'm talking 560 for the car
you'd slap me say money go get you some, uh!
Cause I was raised up by a G
Received my teachings from the queen
From getting caught with hella Ps
depart, my Love
Every moment is special since I met you
I'ma busy man with you my in schedule
Ready for our meeting, enchanted by your speaking
Dive
and the price to pay,
But will I ever feel alive
Granted I can see the sky.
cnd love my girl,
Told her that I promise imma get the pearls
Youngest
Sitting with the thinker, trying to work it out
It's a traffic jam of the brain, makes you want to scream and shout
Presidential party, no one
Sitting with the thinker, trying to work it out
It's a traffic jam of the brain, makes you want to scream and shout
Presidential party, no one
tryin' to get by
I stutter step like rats no cool gats
Frenchise my brother this man can pull stacks
Perhaps, your plan to go plat' just went splat
Your
Lyrics: G. Gross, C. Capek
Music: G. Gross, C. Capek, G. Raschke
Refrain:
No, nobody does it better than you
Nobody makes me feel like you do
Cause
the space, listening to my jam
Got all my niggas smiling like the meme theme
You, you got let go
I find the truth, but you don't wanna know
I spray these
better know them badness postponed
Time up, time now fi kill some pussy me sign up
Man a drop buff, when this rise up when you look dead body ina bush pile
if I said it, I meant it
I dropped in just to say what up
Hip hop chuckled to itself and it created us
Laugh now but y'all dogs better rabie up
Yo
Hey yo, you all remember Shiro
Down low the money
Snaked by his girl and the friend he called his right hand
Things have been different from
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
on 9-1-1
While you kicking up punchlines and puns
Man fuck that shit, this is serious biz
By the time Bush is done, you won't know what time it is
If
raised by these streets
But I’m gonna be a better man
Backs broken our chests ache
Black smoke in our chestplates
Thick lines in these stressed faces
it come to the money
Niggas dont play for a hunnit or twenty
Doing a show i need 20 or better
My cousin in jail he just sent me a letter
He told me
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