Lyrics:
back flip 'em
And if they blowin' gray, my niggas gon' clash with 'em
Shoot outs broad day, my niggas is mad with it
I went to worldwide nigga from
right beside 'em
I'm S5, fifth drivin' out the sunroof
Clique flyin' while my niggas stick-shift
And try and switch irons he was trippin'
Gear shift
with the op's I can tell you undercover
They telling me a number but I tell 'em up gotta up that
That drank look a little fake I don't touch that
This
by tomorrow
Had bags, i lost em all
Ever since a kid all I want to do is ball ya
Make cash, then buy it all
Lose racks, have it back my tomorrow
Man
Yeah, Pimpstead bitch, hold up
Know we on your ass, boy (yeah, check)
Niggas play around 'til it's man down
(You and what army, nigga?)
I'm
sweet lemonade for the pretty babes
I spit bullets at hood dudes
Don't get shot get low boy!
I spit numbers for the dope boys
cnd the dope boys
I tell 'em
don't wanna slide w a ruger
When dat boy stabbed me right in my back I was trynna get back swear I wanted to shoot ‘em
Made a song & I been told these
4 put yo bro before yo hoe
And we livin' by that code and we die'n by that code
Nigga Rule number 1
Never tell em how you Come
When you see
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cND YOU WONDER
WHcTS CRcSHING NEcR
ITS c COMMET ROLLING THUNDER
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Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson
A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
Alright boys
I got a whole palette of vision I need to go out by tonight (yeah)
I need you vigilant out there (yeah)
So keep your head up
Watch
I'm that boy Slimmy that junky ass goof,
With choppas' that sing, With choppas' that boom
His body decompose then flowers will bloom,
He came
hear that the bass bang, and you see us in ya streets
That stuff ya boy's playin may'n, it's gon be dem Jesus beats (ya'll ready)
That stuff we bumpin
go!
Yo! Yo!
Tell your crew to be easy, niggas run around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
Living Legend
What's your soul worth in the end
So tell me, what's your preference
To live in bondage or die free
I need a different method
They
Tell me my demeanor keep em pissed off
Big talk
You ain't bout that action
Boy you big soft
Big dog
All I really fuck with is big dogs
Hit dog
Hands
What is a nightmare?
The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream
A nightmare
I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious
What is a nightmare?
The dictionary tells us it is a terrifying dream
A nightmare
I used to think I had bad luck, but I wasn't superstitious
face, four fizzy in my jeans
I'll turn these batty boy RIP (How ya mean?)
Come touch me nuh, touch a button nuh
Come touch me nuh, touch a button nuh
My nigga tell me where you got your chain from
No I ain't looking for my own, I ain't trying to be owned by another
Either you gon' fight or you gon'
slip (yeah)
'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue
down bad First time i seen a laser it wasn't tag
Don't care what they say ima make em mad boy you gotta hot head cool it !
This was everything i ever
alpacas
Relationships get torn in case you've been misinformed (uh)
Once upon a time, my self-esteem wasn't on
Fat women I would charm, drop dick on 'em
you might fall and bust your ass
No snakes at the Carter, tell the gardener cut the grass
I hear 'em, but they talking under masks
Stop throwing
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