Lyrics:
Swing first, I'mma destroy
You a curse, I'mma B. Boy!
Cherried up, got 'em P'noid
Let the whole world know, I'm a B. Boy!
I watched Snoop do it, he
Paper up, double pumpin', BIG, where's the loot? (loot, loot)
It ain't safe, it ain't safe
Mil' in cash in the safe
French vanilla by the case
Fuck
to make it rain
Yeah, third album, nothing was the same
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, A-$-A-P
I come from The Bay where the cuddies say "Yee"
Touchdown
a difference if you don't change
(That's no self glory music by the way)
(Y'all keep askin ima tell y'all)
It go oochie wally wally oochie bang bang
Whips
And I ain't even vote for Obama, P!
Uh, this that Brownsville bully rap
Hoodie rap, take a nigga chain, smoke the goodie track
Surrounded by
Heard drive-bys everyday
Seen homies die early age, though we still gang bang anyway
Uh, yeah, Figg side
Though we still gang bang anyway, uh
B's
Crip walk
Bang hard, run yards, flip cars
Cause you fucking with millionaires
Big stars only clocking a grip will make our
Dicks hard i come through when
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
to the County with no motherfuckin' bail
4800 with this Crippin', oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right,
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"My Homie"
(feat. C-Murder, Master P)
[Master P]
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year,
[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down
[Styles P (Beanie Sigel):]
Nah you can't
[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up
Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down
[Styles P (Beanie Sigel):]
Nah you can't
of surprise
With a gun that's big enough to make an elephant hide
I elevate my rhythm by hustlin' crack addicts
Get locked but, when I'm released I'm back
Grime, what ever you wanna call it
And I'm not even eatin' pies anymore
I'm not even eatin' pies, I don't want no more pies
Man?s lookin' for the big P
avalanche, sound hits you in the gut, voices chanting, brain a wet sloppy drum machine, finger nails on the blackboard, microwave radiation from the “big bang
big, but still
Under me I'm hot where the summer be
My block where the drummers sleep Don't hit em if they come for me
It's probably cause my mama prays
hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre
hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre
that thing
Right up under my shirt
When I pull away hang and bang
'Cause it all fun and games
Until somebody get hurt
[Chorus:]
You finally get
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
but she's a big slut slut
Because she's like an olympic gymnast she can't keep her legs shut shut
So that's me
R.a.p
Come join the team
Or the dream
If
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
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