Lyrics:
Gotta car, I aint even gotta park
No key push button to start
She ain't a dime I won't get hard
Got hoe's dat need a green card
Say Ima dogg but I
wanna be
Eight 12's bumpin and tha police
Right in-front of me feelin like "Fuck it
Man them hoes can't touch me"
Harass me, 'cuff me
But still can't bust
Dodged so many rainy days, it changed my complexion
Hang up on your ass and say I lost the connection
I turned out to be the man that I manifested
featuring see-Murder, Mia X, Mac and Snoop Dogg
(Big Ed)
Chorus
Nigga make some room, nigga back up, back up
No limit soldiers
from Da Brick City
This is DJ Say What
An' we're gonna blast y'all right now
With the new cut by Redman, ?I Don't Kare?
On W0 Fuck All y'all Radio
fan of this next line I wrote
I hate the fact I gotta say, "Rest in peace to Pop Smoke" (damn)
The good die young, it really wasn't his time
Him
pounds with the left (What up, my)
If you get offended, I'm talkin to you
Come get it, and there'll be a coffin for you
You done did it, you messin with
Vampires say dey gon heal ya/
Dat vaccine dey gave ya gon kill ya/
Ima tell ya tha truth dey won’t tell ya/
Cuz dey got som dey tryin to sell ya/
[CHORUS]
We know what city n****s money in
We pound fans, come to town and clown
Man, we know what city n****s money in
I'm a bad man with sickle cell, it's
We know what city niggas money in
We pound fans, come to town and clown
Man, we know what city niggas money in
I'm a bad man with sickle cell, it's
I'm probably sliding thru yo hood
By my lonely
I know sum niggas want me dead
Thas why my billy stay on me
A couple niggas get a bag
N go n switch
book!
here let me read you this one
Chrismas in Compton
it was a silent night, yes a holy night
until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right?
cock will be
A party poppa
I dig a ho
Crack a dough
By the north pole
I'm havin' fuckin' in tha snow
I made him drop to his knees
Yeah you
birthdayy
And the smile u put on gat me crazyy
The way you fling your body Pon me
Girl u know say u tha real baddie
Just whine like its your birthdayy
ketchup
If you step up better have some shit to
Say say say, to
Me don't waste my time it isn't real in the first
Place, fool
I like hairy bitches
I
on the clock
Bitch I'm serving the block
Trill Klinton:
Yeah they say it's a drought
But a nigga can't drop the rock
Samm Sosa:
Migo my nigga no doubt
He by
Turned mute by the things that I could say
That I would if I stood in a good place
In the right one left lane by the bike one
Lights on when
I went from Cruzn on Tha interestate
Slidin through the turnpike
Shit start slow up
Fuk it gotta take flight
Get it by any means
Lawd knows I had
that!
And if you don't believe me you gotta see me blowin'
Yar soul with my rock & roll and let by side yar' brain
It's time to play tha' game and it
Charly make you no dey dull
For life you get choice
Me i get God
Na why i no fit fall
Pounds and dollars
Say me i get enough
Me i no dey fear o
Enemies
too quiet
Silence only gonna show yo compliance
Shoutout to the kids who the teachers say are defiant
Dawg it's only gonna save you, they take away our
sight seein'
Show you what we do on weekends for a sight, man
She said, "I know what you about to say, like your hype man"
She let a nigga hit it
of grace sold by the pound
If it falls let it crumble to the ground
Burn the commune down
How soon we forget the time that we've spent
It comes
blow around us
Four pounds and pounds of verb from out of towners
It's hard to stay grounded
We stay high, that's why old folks down us
Lost, nobody
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