Lyrics:
heard a noise
Jumped out of bed and
It's the no limit boys
I ran to the window
Creak creak
Bright red shin'nin the new Huh-v
Snow in the south haaa
the key to the Wraith
I got the key to the Bentley Truck
When I leave the booth, I'm gone pick it up
Facts, when I'm in my hood
Shit I do what I wanna
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send no one to whack him (send no one to whack him)
We caught his ass by the church (church), left him fixed up for the pastor (for the pastor)
This
orders soda
Earth shake, milk shakes, ten cents a piece
They kissy and huggy nice
Oh, by jingo, it's worth the price back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers
anything from
The five and ten cent store,
You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
whole
Really break it down
Three five bagged up
Quick serves packed down
You can get you some clients by asking around
Make the hits pull up on you
Just
and raw splots
Or u can take my album and just bang it at the car wash
Now that ur all washed up, think u shining on the wax, ima leave a star struck
She gave up the poo-poo for not one cent
She didn't pay, fuck it I kept the hoe
Every morning at 6 A.M. she was leavin out my window
The close homie
this by thinking
You cannot attain to it by not thinking
When I walked up in this bitch I had a dollar and a dream
And I'm making it work
If brodie
on the news, Do time or ya boy went poof
It’s the streets or the boof
9 to 5s ain't bringing home the soup
Need to get my ass right off of the stoop
Catch a lick
Or that my demons may repent
Pray I keep on goin in
Just for all the money spent
I will turn it to an m
To cover for ever single cent
My two sense keep
told lil shawty I'm living a dream and I ain't ever waking up
They be steady geeking when I'm getting money like what is you laughing about
It don't make
love
Kruzz got weed he got it rolled up
Me and Teezy we faced four cups
Price too cheap then I don't show up
Five cars deep that's how we roll up
yeah we meet by the bay
Step to my face you have nothing to say
When it hit nighttime we turn up like day
Loan time is over we getting our pay
I take
spit is gold just like that new frieza
Oh man now i'm heating up oh fuck i think I got a fever
Gotta slow it down i gotta give myself a breather
I'm
he won't
Give up that easy, no, he won't have it
He knows his whole back's to these
Ropes, it don't matter, he's dope
He knows that but he's
Broke,
I'm in the H, it gets slow
12am in London at the show, it's up
Lit, lil Lauren London on the road, what's up
On the tour in London and they notice us
Send him a picture of that drop with me in it swervin'
Hotter than a bitch rock, Cooler than some ice cream
Gotta feed myself I'm up here living in
Send him a picture of that drop with me in it swervin'
Hotter than a bitch rock, Cooler than some ice cream
Gotta feed myself I'm up here living in
to chase it
[Drag-on]
I want to talk about biting ass niggas
Let me see y'all niggas catch the flow
Go red-vest with the four-four blow
Ya Niggas
it heaven bound
Light devils up with every round
Blow! Da Blow! That's how it sounds
Movin ground through every town
And country they gonna keep bumpin
Yeah we on the road, paying no toll
Pull up let’s go
Baby tote that pole, aim and blow
We on a roll
Yeah we on the road, paying no toll
Pull up let’s
dirty but You cleaned me up (cleaned me up)
All this is by Your grace (by Your grace) I cannot stop giving you the praise (yeah)
King of kings (uh)
Lord
driftin' in thought, 'cause now it's different I thought
- Was raised off the shit I record
Like I was brought up off that Planet Rock
Kurtis Blow, James
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