Lyrics:
grown into/
Sometimes you just gotta/Know where you're goin' to/
cnd sometimes you just/Know a little too much/
How many of us had a father/Never saw
on hard
I be rippin them tracks
And by the time it hit the shelves
I'll be gettin' it back!
So many niggaz playa hatin'
So I'm totin a gat
Pistol grippin',
bars
,i had this episode f***** with this lil broad,
she wanted me to hit it hit it by ?
???,you know im a dawg so i didnt hit it raw,
that red
Episode or the text inscribed, imbibed
By scholars who sat and studied this math
Straight still narrow path, can't be washed in a bath
Just spitting that X
and bold B-boys of old
Many styles we hold, let the story be told
Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control
So let the beat unfold, intro on drum
breeze im breathen
Bucket seats reclining in
Ridiculed but never touched by any man
1st Verse-
Black Leather lokes wrap my palms
Only remove em to give
FEEL
I AIN'T TRUSTING MANY, CAN COUNT ON MY FINGERS
IT'S FUNNY HOW SOME INFORMATION'LL LINGER
BLOWING POTENT WATCHING WEDDING SINGER, WITH THE SOUND OFF
explode
Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old
Many styles we hold, let the story be told
Whether platinum or gold, we use breath control
So let the beat
gotta say thanks
Ya
[Talking]
Uh huh, I really need you
[Chorus x2]
Shout out to Nikki from Jersey by the way, she thinks I'm the sexy man
the bar hide
That's how the guards slide with the raw vibe
Straight military camel clothes, hash brown boots, shoots
I will handle the flow
Since
Sex, Ima Expert
You Gon Love A Nigga Bet By Tha Next Verse
Raw, Set, Thaz Right (Thaz Right)
Lets Ride (Lets Ride)Cruz Slow
Thaz How Stretched Out In Tha
fucking time
Ready for it
How many times?
I've got dargs that pop off singles for 'em
(Fuck all these youts, gas)
Tally the madman
Any MC, I'll
done growed up and swolled and lookin' tented
I saw ya moms around the way
You know she put me up on it
How you been runnin' 'round with dre and takin'
see a video, I think about titty, TV
I want to know where the dough go
I'm dirty southern skies, I'm undercover
errr! Hit it raw, no rubber
Brooks
cause I create composition
Relevant to the south pacific edition
To many MC's with the battle mic complex
This is where I drop sciences
on how hiphop is
me?
Tony Stark
I'm willing to suicide for you to die!
Murder has entered my mind
Loading the clip in the nine
I said it how many times?
I'm not gon'
even play me
Time to go up up up and away
Time to go up
Lil mama stuck
Always rollin deep had to pull up in a truck
As many as I can lap em up lap em up
without green stuff on me, No Doubt
Can't recall how many times, my major ready to drop it
In Blanton Hall eating stale Sodexo Sausage
I was warned, 2
her raw
'cause the condom broken
My young niggas grabbed a switch
Like they mama told 'em
Got a drum and two sticks
Like I'm rockin' rollin'
I tried
their rules
Let's remember there's no me without you
Lord knows how many times that I doubted
Happened way too often
Might mistake me for a Thomas
I pray they understand how we passionate we take this...
2021, no fugazi shit!
Think it's a game? It's no game to me.
Tricks are for kids.
DXB
is,
Home is where the heart is.
Track 9, Giggs talking on Da Hardest.
Forgive me for your pardon, I’m surrounded by the darkness.
I built so many
I plan to overstand the world
And be the tool used by Jah
To school crews that are unaware
I prepare the food that's raw
I saw fast paths but they
to wonder
If you don’t care about me
Enough to admit a blunder
Can’t say what’s on your mind
How I’m 'posed to believe what’s under?
They knew Marlon for
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