Lyrics:
would like to be reimbursed, we're taking our s back
What y'all talking about, y'all said y'all got it all covered
Oh I see, I gotta give my share to his
[Intro: Tarek]
Yeah! TNL (that’s right)
This one goes out to everyone we lost (shout out to everybody)
We miss y’all (rest in peace)
Rest in Peace
don’t need shit that’s basic
All of y'all niggaz basic
All of these bitches basic
I don’t need no more basic
I don’t need basic basic basic basic
RIP Mac
fucked her only once, you got a good wife
Got stripes? ..Yea right
Y'all niggas never ever been about the hood life
Hold up
Roll up
Sipping on purple.
uh, uh (come on)
(What y'all really want?) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh
What y'all really want?
What? DMX
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Come on, ride or die (uh, uh)
uh, uh (come on)
(What y'all really want?) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh
What y'all really want?
What? DMX
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Come on, ride or die (uh, uh)
the one y'all hope to be
A motherfucking giant
It's impossible not to notice me
I'll Sean Carter roundhouse
That's the shit that I'm about
I don't need no
devout to chillin' out
This lifestyle here is what I'm all about
No matter how we figure it out
Just keepin' real y'all no doubt
Life style so
as fuck no pun intended
Just brought a brand new Glock bitch
Better not be on no opp shit
Y'all niggas hoes y'all gossip
Gift you a hollow I boxed it
Can
Quan Wick
I hate all y'all niggas
I hate all y'all niggas (antisocial)
I hate all y'all niggas (introverted)
I hate all y'all niggas (back up off
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
tribe y'all (woah-oh)
We are one people (oh-oh)
Let's catch amnesia (woah-oh)
Forget about all that evil (oh-oh)
Forget about all that evil, that evil
vice versa when it's all black
Loving yourself is not about racism, but race pride
I can love me, without hating you, that's truth
Skin Black
That's
how we think
No tongue tissue niggas around me
Just a hundred cement niggas around me
We hard bodied, y'all bodies ain’t like ours
And if y'all bodies
Y'all began to run from me before I even started, shit
Heard the shade thrown on my name but y'all just disregarded it
It's 3AM in Melbourne, we
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
I gotta get that swagga about myself
Ya understand
Light that thing from the ass end baby, yeah
And I'm a take ‘em all the way there Boo
Hot Spitta
about to get naughty
We got tequila, we got a Bacardi
A haunted house sex party
Put ya hands up everybody
All of yall about to get naughty
We got tequila,
with constant movement
Influenced by music since a truant yo
This is how we do it yo
A'yo when I say pump that, y'all say shit up
Pump that! (Shit
She get money
Ass n hips
She a bad lil broad
Never round them hatin hoes
She say ion fuck wit y'all
I don't fuck wit y'all
I don't I don't fuck wit
Alright, this is test, y'all
Come on, come on, hit me with your very best, y'all
I ain't taking nothing less, y'all (no, no)
Come and see if we can go all
a little party, call a few friends
It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend
Time to get loud, let the music flow
Kick off your shoes and just let
football field
Cam, Matt, and Josh y'all always been real
Had to ditch the pig started running on the track
Won Vols yeah I'm a fucking two time champ
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