Lyrics:
the villains?
The real killers chillin in the White I mean the
Not Right House want me to be they lab white mouse
The smile of seedy greedies,
your trips if your duns come to shoot
Get greeted by a twenty-one gun salute
I keep 'em leery of the deadly '7 MC' theory
Soon as you they hear me, I
with a mouth full of dick and balls
So put it in your mouth and blow
Put it deep down in your thoat
Nigga like me don't want to hear that shit so do
That you and I have been away
From each other's arms, it's only been days
And I, I count down seconds 'til these plane rides will save me
From a feeling
name?
I'll tell you mine, we fine by the time, huh
Six months ain't enough of God damn, mother fucking time, yeah
And she had visions of me
And I got
We go round, round, round, round
Everywhere that I go, people know me by the way I flow
I keep it moving in the right direction
and everyday you
On my wrist bout 40 one chain on my neck 15
This Tec with me hold about 50
Blow his block like whatcha
Say about little key
Comin' through very foul
flies through
Like the first time we slept together
I was so fucking nervous I tried to be real good at it
Then you slowed me down and showed me how
down
Then blow around
See me blow around
Just like dirty paper
I crossed my mind
Ahead of us
Just there where the trees give way
Do forgive
Do
this nigga, fuck this nigga
Hundred rounds lay 'em down from a far
Talking that trunk shit laid down by the bar
Spit it how I live it, yeah, I'm down
feelin extra extraordinary freaky
And I know you hoes wanna roll with me
I shoot by the bar - place my order
Big baller orderin all that damn water
I head
It's 4 in the morning
Looking at you I want it, I'm in overdrive
Baby come on yeah, we can rise with the sun yeah
Let me blow your mind
Saturday
goin down.
"Know what I'm talkin bout?"
[Bun B]
When you seee me with my gun on,
its a be a one on,
you know what type of shit Big Bun on.
Some
ain't got no one ta cry to, so I listen and I give you hugs
Let me adore you, I'm here I'm tryin' ta steal yo love
When they left you, I stayed down and I
picture perfect making other niggas nervous
don't remember what we purchase money staying by the surplus
Take it you got it wear me out like the mileage
motherfucking bag I don't need no help
If he ain't pulling all this weight then imma do it by myself
That's on me
You know I clutch that heat
Imma get it out
on, no one stands a chance
Can't get enough and when we start to dance
Come with me now
Gonna shake it down (s.o.s)
Just blow it up
Gonna hit
Come with me now
Gonna shake it down (s.o.s)
Just blow it up
Gonna hit the ground
(Hit the ground!)
Get it on no one stands a chance
Can't get enough (oh
time blows by
And strips us to the bone
Poisoned wind of woe
Teach us that we're
Alone in this world
We learned to see all the
Corruption
had me blow the fuse
Brought the dude, Contro with me to produce
A line of work, you would’ve thought it was blow my dude
Told Darren my 16’s would have
by a wake
Of everything that just blows and blows and blows
In my face when these hoes, these hoes, these hoes
Associate me with dollar signs
by a wake
Of everything that just blows and blows and blows
In my face when these hoes, these hoes, these hoes
Associate me with dollar signs
You and your man, sit down, sit down, Trev tell 'em sit down (sit down)
Rhymes go on and dip so quick by
Stand and wait fool, and yo yo stick by
Stand
the roof drop down by itself
Yea I got this hoe locked down gave the whole block pounds told them
Don't stop now get ya wealth
Get it how you live yea let me
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