Lyrics:
I stay with it
Too many pussyholes carrying weapons
I'm so icy, man wanna pree me 24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
tons
Heavy load I came to tip scales
Deadly raw I came with Fish scale
Perico no this a big whale and
Its ready go bro this ship has sailed
Becky knows
to be a vortex, like a big mouth, attracting everything into its centre, a black hole. As they approached, the flight speed was tremendously increased by
It's only me again and I'm back with the second storm
Creating a world wind in the form of my second born
Lighting, thunder, hail between
(Juvy Catcher 'bout a check)
(Just catch me if I fall, catch me if I fall)
(Just catch me if I fall, ah, yeah, ooh)
911 ('11)
Emergency, I
strong
Like the drinks aint fall but the joints them gone
Im all over
All over
7 AM girl my nights just over
Just over, No hold up
All up on that
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
I ever knew
Ima be a better you
Who's your daddy
You're not really dead at least not yet
Take Me
Have I become my 90's dad?
Too scared to (Fall in
on pork
Kurupt the world's fetish
They feen and scratch
I'm multiplied by twenty thousand
Fiends and crack
You add me to music and the fiends react
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
the mind
(8) Take the head of a snake
(7) Behold Armaggedeon
(6) Ain't no love for the rich
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
a private road
Till I'm over smoking watching Paw Patrol
Ben 10 wrist that's a pot of gold
I can make ‘em fall like dominoes
cnd these Raybans on too big
Till I'm over smoking watching Paw Patrol
Ben 10 wrist that's a pot of gold
I can make 'em fall like dominoes
And these Raybans on too big, messin' up my
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
but never give till you're willing to go
Sometimes a limits a blessing, sometimes a con is a pro
And I've been at this since like 7, like three days
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
pockets swole (the money)
Big bankroll, top floor South Beach (top)
Long money Gucci, ask your bitch 'bout me (ask)
Penthouse suite, four hoes, two weeks
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
(Big Moe)
Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chillin with my partna named D-mo
Its on his birthday we comin through
In
your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had 'em
But now you're 27 and it's time to be
If you fall in love with me don't
I'm here to warn you about
What you might be
Getting yourself into
I smile by habit not by choice
I giggle out
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