Lyrics:
it, cuz on his worse day he can get it, yeah
Bound to leave a mark as a man on the earth, ten toes both hands in the dirt
Diggin threw the trench with
date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a lighter
Shit bag leave a grown nigga in a diaper
Hangin' out the Rolls, on your mark
of bands I got stuffed in my pants
I be spitting my tracks feeling famous
You silly bitches ain't care 'bout my feelings
You sit by a screen and you shame us
What I have left behind
My soul feels broken
Trapped by your puzzle heart
You will never feel heartbreak forgotten
Unlock the soul seek chain stuck by
Weaned by faith
But am I too, bad
Could I be the one if I had to?
I want to erase my pain in the light
And build my unrest like
Holy rows in my
Xero gang in this bitch you know how we rocking
Xero gang over everything bitch, it’s tilly
Yeah, Yeah, What’s Hannenin though uh
Xero the gang now
The arrest of the 17-year-old marks the fifth time this year in Indianapolis that a suspect
Under the age of 18 has been accused of a homicide
swear dat nigga get a bloody nose
Loyalty is everything thats why l don't mess with none of those
The realest
Drive bys we do it in a Mer cedes
Young
to pass by
For it being on Christmas morning
But says he, "My fine fellows if you will enlist
It's ten guineas in gold I will slip in your fist
And a crown
Refrain!
Don't board the next train
To let it die
The eyes forget
Enjoy the way
We band to save
Know it will waste
Not know to wait
Wait... before it gets
Got it by the bird and he got it by the quarter.
Cocaine,
So he keep one in the holster,
Colombian connects, so they call him Lil' Sosa.
Gotta try
in the east
Mark the time that the wind released
The birds of prey that shadow Spain
Who stand a witness to the rain
And there is movement in
sparklers
I wanna see flamethrowers in this motherfucker
This a Will.I.Am joint
Hit-Boy, Britney, Waka, Weezy
And they call me Diddy bitch
Where 1 Oak at?
I'm cold in my heart
I'm cold on the throne
Surrounded by snakes
Made it here on my own
I played my part
Now I'm cold to the bone
Ye I got a house
knee highs that you like
They gonna be made for me by design
Wouldn't it be nice
Do you believe in me
Do you think I'm gonna make it
What's it mean
the singer this is where I'm playing
Stand back Buenos Aires
Because you wanna know what'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
cheek
In case ya can't see us while
We burn the other week
Now we got a nigga smash, blast
How long will it last 'til
The po' gettin mo' cash
Until then,
lately I've been feelin' like Will Smith
Why bother with rap when I can get 20 mil' on a flick? (Yeah!)
Y'all niggas just started some shit, the underdog
flow
Our days our numbered and we know
What mark have we left behind
What will be no more in no time
We're grains of sand in an endless sea
Swallowed by
a while to wonder
"If I have no free will then how can I
Be morally culpable, I wonder"
I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
And gingerly he sat down
you hate when your girl
Is a fan?
That FLIGHT shit be so high
It don’t land
Got a stu in the crib
Cause we can
Flipping bands, kicking shit
Jackie Chan
pedestal I have you on
So will you meet me in the middle
I'm feeling just a little
Too far gone because you've gone too far
You've got me thinking that my
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old rhythm fade
the riverside
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old
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