Lyrics:
Look, runnin' through the field, Johnny Gill I got bitches on me, Navy SEALs swimmin' in
the water I don't need an army, but I got an army
Cousin
Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum prum prum on my
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
one came back again
A lavish recycling trip
A delicate receivership
The granting of new jobs
Flesh covered thing-a-me-bobs
Head shots by dead shots
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Ensemble: (displaying dummy #1)
Do you know what you are?
Thing-fish:
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny
You need some Nero on yo playlist
That's that 8 Mile sh-t
Hit the mall ima spend a couple bills on you
You know I like them
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
Johnny bought a ticket for a 4:00 train
Spilled wine on his shirt and left a big red stain
Was a third world country, there were only two lanes
Left
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
Woke up on Monday to the news that Peaches was dead
Like most everyone, I thought about Bob and how he'd lose his head
You wonder how many times
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
LA, my life a movie
Aye big Bnb shit
We gon' fill 'em up with groupies
Niggas said they on my head, well, nigga
Shoot me
2022, I'm taking over, bitch,
no need for the use of treys
When the money raise all I do is chase sun raise
Feedback kickback fast like Johnny cage
Feedback intels assets coming in
Whatchu mean by that? (Huh?) I'm curious
Nut in your girl real fast, she furious
(Skrrt) bitch, I'm mysterious
Pull up in the back of her butt
Johnny Sins,
And why's this fuckin crab bleedin like that?
While you crack-head bitches treatin seeds like that
My nigga Johnny Blaze smoke weed like that
And the Killa
the seasoning
Fool
No put your hand for my stew
Feeling the rhythm
Blues
I pop one before I gbedu
I Johnny blaze before I step in the boot
Stayed in my line
we stay strong?
Only we can save us from us
Bring about change we will show our people love
[Chorus]
My people, hold your head up
My people,
fallin
For me
It's always a movie witchu
Not NLE but I'll take a Tom wit me when I cruise
If u step up yo yard'll get stomped by my dudes
Like a football
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
Gregg or my Guy
Uncle Rays on da forklift, rolling right by
I just seen Nobby, bout to link Phil
Mick hail up, when I’m done work big Taylor
Da pretty
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Thing-fish:
Now, dis nasty sucker is de respondable party fo de
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32
Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members
Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
scorin'
The neck good but the bitch
Got a big forehead
Plug from El Salvador the n named Jorges
I used to sell crack to
Save enough to buy Jordans
Auntie
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