Lyrics:
be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster
He could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast
And bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change
I got cane
companions, your hand is off by a mantis i mean man this
Shit can't be happenin', saw my homie jump after tappin' in, better stop me from rappin' again
Grab
convict
Shit, let me hit it got yo peep out for the stab
I fuck her like a boxer what and wet ya wit an upper-cut and then a jab and
I ain't playin why
angel arms
[Lil' Rock]
I'm put on the Earth route to do things, known by two names
The voter Lil' Rock, yo let's start a new game
I'm a throw docks
you that I have, powerful paragraphs
Followers will become leaders, but without a path
Ya mentally paralyzed, crippled ya third eye
Rhymes are blurred,
Any chick who's dumb enough after I blindfold her
To still come back to the crib
Must want me to mess with her mind
Hold up
She mistook me for some
the
Soldier who's rollin over cadets
With explosive cassettes, even long figures
Still it's respect
Shit, I'm still a threat
That's growin with ya
Step from
Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin' ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I've been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous
because
Sat it with salad bars and cole slaws, on ya lips
I'm a pilot, I steal ships that flips
Wit the Mo, F ya barcode
And my trunk load to unfold,
I get a chickenhead shake and some french fries?
Pants so skin tight man so freak like
Notch after notch in tha club on tha weeknight
Now she wanna
and I think she bi
If we ain't f****** I'm saying bye
New Glock I ain't playing biiii
Bishop like I'm playing Pac
Its Game time at the same time I
the bong
Right after I f*** her long
You don’t gotta ask me bout a second cup i’m on
Like the 3rd or 4th
Lost track after few shots of patron
She giving me
Everybody, anybody see I'm God like
I'm God like, everyday I'm God like
I'm God like, everyday I'm God like
Yo, I'm God like, some will say I'm God body
This a public service announcement
Yall can grab yo purses n bounce with
Bounce with us baby
The remix
If my boss hears, it won't matter because I
whattup?
Ayo black men, you're dyin' by a dozen cousin
So all I do is walk away yo' Prince as if nothin' happened
You call me a punk, I gotta step cause
What do ya say there, guy?
Mustard, ha! It's the remix!
I love this one, here!
D.T.!
Prof. Biz!
Miles Minnick!
It's a Kingdom connection!
Yeah!
'm Swayze (bitch)
Recognize G, straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, fuck ALL of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, ass licked
Hennessey by the hair and make her speak right
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin'
of as**
As like the girls at ATL
Which is amazing
(haha)
This ones like
Dedicated to those girls
That
Showed me a really good time
You know
Damm baby yo
seen her, lights excite all the freaks
Squirtin' on curtains, lips, tit's and sheets
Compete, meet death, ya dead, ya die
Don't fuck with B-I, that's
down, hold me down (*echoes*)..
Uhh.. yo!
I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so i put it
You niggaz just don't get it do you?
Young Roscoe the sodo
YA, Dogg Poung, Kurupt Young Gotti
Yeah, started November 23, 1972 and 83
[Hook]
Put me
a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with
I'm callin' on you right now
So you betta pick up
I done called three times by now
Got me waiting out front
(And I) Ain't tryna sound desperate
(But
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