Lyrics:
to get high
y'all can kiss this seventy year old handicap girl goodbye (she's dead)
My name ain't Sean cause I ????
Down to kill seventy-six niggas,
sittin here drinkin
A 40 gettin naughty, then my thoughts start linkin
Together, back-trackin, never was into girl-slappin
Releasin tension by grabbin
like a outta-body-experience, see
We can wear matching sweatsuits
Trip to Magic Mountain with your nieces and your nephews
Take a rock off a mountain
balls in energy, man kind yearns for Remedy
Rival countries declare war for control of the land
Money and power, man, but Street's is demand
By
me well,
snow boots by chanel she gettin every fall nigga it
will neva fail, if money eva funny bet you she can
neva tell unless i eva told her just
dogs is feelin' hungry, that's why we gettin' fed
Believe it, I run this, you cannot be by me
And don't even bump this if ya not V.I.P., woo
Have you ever met a bitch in your life that was no good?
Everybody done fucked her in the neighborhood
They all call her by her nickname
She suck dick
cost, 'cause he walks wit a big mack
Hard rock rules, it's easy to get in two
Robbin is a hobby, forget Bobby, 'cause we gettin clue
Someway, somehow,
call 911 son
Doing things you have never done
Bloomin' like, you know I'm the one'
여기 누가 재밌어? 기우제 지내다 불났어
Made it rain 잠재워 I rock the nation 박재범
My
the real how the
Fuck can I stress it more, we sittin
In the hood with a bowl of new
Dose, new flow and some rock
That there is for the hoes
But when I'm
come to
Usher you off to your coffin
Rock expensive cloths don't give a
Fuck what it's costin'
It's catching wreck
Gettin' travelers checks out in Boston
four
Man I pull up on a cop and I hit him on the spot
Aim sloppy so I hope that I hit more
I don't even really give a fuck no more
He gettin' mad cause
tried to break my band up
Like yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too
Fuckin all them wiggers from that skate crew that hate you
Posse cut, whole fuckin
if you
Ain't get a clue blue faces got these hoes
Poppin' out the blue shawty gettin' sloppy
Yeah she in here downin' all the goop
Givin' bitches shots
This the Concrete Jungle, constant trouble
Always high but never humble
Livin' out this cartoon but we surrounded
By rocks like Barney Rubble
Gangs
and he got murdered quick
Bitch, you ain't a grown man, you rock a 36
I make my own bands, they ain't throw me shit
I'll come and kill your mans
Better
off in a hellcat
You ain't gettin' money, jack
Come and get your bitch back
Designer clothes, try not to match
Redbone bitch and her ass so fat
Actin'
make
me fall in love again
Saved by the Lord but
i jus keep on sinnin
Gettin high till i
cant feel my face
Trippin on you now
Told you i
aint gon change
the truth, so help you God?
(SPM)
Yeah
First Verse:
I'll begin when I started gettin' violent, sir
Screwin' in my muthafuckin' silencer
I grabbed my 'stol,
ya girl says ya got a small wee wee
Now ya want to go upside her head (What you talkin bout!!!)
Then you feel intimidated by the things she said (Yo
Heather, the flyest girl in our school
I got a very large house, with an inground pool
I rock Polo and Abercrombie & Fitch, I'm rich
Pompous and arrogant,
the pen
"Are you gettin' these letters I mailed ya?"
Rock and roll, opthimals
Then go eat at Poppa Dough's
So many hoes in the club
Pull my cash and buy
Ready and willing killin them all off like nazi's
No time for the he say she say we stay sloppy of that broccolli,
we mob deep
[Chorus]
Ride for my
gettin' home by four?"
Big man at seventeen
Can't be stuck at my home no more
Mum sayin' stuff 'bout openin' up but
That's what the bros are for
(That's
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