Lyrics:
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: B.G.]
Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block)
But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop)
But I don't care,
fuckin' Lester
I hope he get raped by 6
Dogs inside a homeless shelter
I sell fake chains, nigga, yeah
That shit don't even smelter
I killed three niggas
and stress
Look a murderer in the face, comin' up where the wild and deranged get blessed
1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken
Or like somebody who ain't have a meal
Soon as she let me see just how that ass feel
She gon' let her guard down just like a bad shield
I let my bitches get
like my riches
A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
The civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores
For equality, Vokal,
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap sh-
frustrated 'cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of whack
I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack
I'm going all out in this rap shit
the cops!!!)
Yeah call 911, and watch no one come
That's to show how nice I am
The fifth group Russell signed to Def Jam
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Verse 3
and starrin' in it
Bad, the bad (uhh, when the bad meets the bad, yo)
The evil (take the evil with the evil)
Put 'em together (what? Nine-nine)
Two times
guilty no plea
I'm leaving out at 6 with a dime piece
By 9 o'clock, we on round three
I speak of rain they say I'm crazy like they didn't know
See I'm
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
the fence
So I ran to my room and reached for the 4 fifth
Then I seen three niggas by my back door
Looked out the bathroom window and seen two more
So I
ELE (Wake Up)
0:09
Uh uh uh uh
Swing like cal Ripken
I Rich like london Tipton
Spillin all the tea, comin out my Lipton!
U wouldve thought i broke
talking 'bout
You was speaking bad on me no shut your mouth
Always had to eat my meat like In and Out
Turned everybody down and now your in a drought
When
I been revving my engine
I'm with my brother, my brother we twinning
I was up at three am on the dot, hittin woods after work with my niggas we
the green
Bodies droppin', I send out the green
Free my niggas that's still in the can
Everything ain't as bad as it seems
Judge offered me juvenile life
nigga)
Chevy super clean, two or three screens
Watch a nigga be to the left I lean
50 karats in the crown, niggaz no more scream
Just to let you
license feds be watching
Hellcat ain’t got no tags
Inhaling shit like I got asthma
Turn his ass into gas
Might turn his ass into gas
I might pop up out da
Lights can't see a Ryda! (Fuck no)
Throw your middle fingers up
(bitch we assemble)
Throw your fucking lights out!
(Call it unbelievable)
(Blinded by
through my mind, that was always you
Our time together has inspired a song or two
Or three, or four, or more, mi amor (hey, hey, hey)
I'm sure, either
through my mind, that was always you
Our time together has inspired a song or two
Or three, or four, or more, mi amor (hey, hey, hey)
I'm sure, either
hanging on by thread (Thread)
Ain't no conversation unless its bout some bad bitches or bread woah (Woah)
Working for more of what I already got (Yea)
bad
That nigga tweeked out by a bitch cause Che ain’t love his ass
Don’t know what side that might bang He hold up different flags
Yo know my name nigga
.JPG/233px-Meatloaf_1971_(cropped).JPG "Meat Loaf")
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