Lyrics:
BLACKY !
Couplet 3:
Stéphanie a toujours des pensées coquines
Pas de story love, A sala deal
Elle est sans foi quand t'es piqué
Comme une abeille elle
Here is the story I wanna tell you all
It is the reason why today I stand tall
I was passing by the road I saw this girl
And two kids with her
boy to sail the wide world over
Then adventure took him south to
The de la Plata mouth
San Martin was on the route in Argentina
So three whaling ships
BLWYRMND
This that drive-by
This that Shawty Lo in Impala
Hello out the whip with the clip
Make you bye bye
Roll the windows up, hotbox, smokin' la
Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
learnin'
Guns bustin', tyres turnin', that's a Russian and a German
That's your phone ringin', you can hear the beep
You won't be saved by the bell when
introduced to that substance abuse
On some of the strongest drugs that the government produced
Look, I even got excused by the principal
My story is out
la famiglia
Altri 3 4 5 per la villa a ibiza
Coi miei frate saró al centro dello stadio
Dico Grazie a me se ci ho creduto
Io non sogno lo segno sul
la la la la la la
So I was just a shy girl from Halton Brook
I'd always write all my dreams down in my story book
We didn't have many pennies, used
please nigga
Here we go - Just Blaze!
To all my niggas on the porch gettin they hair braided
Cornrowed by a L.A. bitch
And I can't forget, my niggas ridin
Lover of my soul you have my trust
Grace in a hour glass for the lost ones
My loved ones names get sent up above
Fail so many times but my story ain't
two test
Check testing one two
Mic check testing one two three four One two
Three four
One two three
One two three four
(What)
Mic check
This is a test
not the two or the three (for real)
I'm watchin' the numbers increase (for real)
We gotta pray for the hood
Pimpin' charges, bro got stories, damn, I
From the 6-4 to the 0-3
All the way to the motherfuckin’ 4-3 yea
My Carolina niggas keep it trill like my OG
Coasting down the street in the two seat
Beginning of a new thing
A new journey
Book opening on page one
A new story
Once upon a time
Three partners in crime
Reunite like no others with
streams
They at the fucking bottom
Thinking that they UNIQU3
We getting better Brodie
Yea we getting better
We getting better Brodie
Yea we getting better
are boring
You said my house is small
You like it fifty stories high
You like livin' tall
You hate the L.A. freeways
You hate the L.A. smog
You
said my friends are boring
You said my house is small
You like it fifty stories high
You like livin' tall
You hate the L.A. freeways
You hate
(That's all I do)
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Illegal niggas but we been legit
(That's all I do)
Off you niggas I never benefit
Bought it by
And when I see you again, let me see you and not Noe
No, no, no, one, two, three, you will see you and me
And now Noe's in the show, he's joined by Lochlyn
STRIKING FRENZY
LIGHTNING CRAZE THE MIND
BATHTUB FULL OF BLOOD
DESTINIES ENTWINED
IN THE ARMS OF THE FURIES (x3), IT'S A CURSE
LA RAGE NOURRIT LA RAGE
LA
a highlight to the show, of course
You hear DJ Scott LaRock (Go off! Go off!)
(Scott La Rock) (Go off! Go off!) x8
Verse 3:
Boogie Down Productions, no
done go fix my planet bitch
I know you upon we not having fun i know that you plan it bitch
We don't need no double double you 3
When it's already like
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