Lyrics:
the beatnicks
Kill all the faggots
And anyone who seek dicks
Face tats and fake plays
Waste cash and make no moves
I got bass cracking my plays
Raise dragon
of Pac, a little bit of Bone
A little bit of David in
The Psalms writin' songs
A little Outkast, Johnny Cash and some Pastor
Call it Vice Versa, reverse
a petite little body
Little titties no ass
But that shit ain't a factor
Johnny v bout that cash
Hold that
Ass open let me hit from the back
She got them pink
option number 5
She Holly, and I'm her Tommy, her wallet is full of Johnnies
Honestly, I'm appalled by the cash she bring around me, yeah
What's a flex? I
to Johnny, and got me a kit, love the way this bitch, hit now my ice in a freezy
Flew to Miami, but come from the trenches, they see the cash money, but bitch,
to the Beatles
Johnny Cash to The Beaters
Put it all up in the pot and
That's what's coming through your speakers
I'm trying to be a legend
They tell me it'll come
cash
Wid cash on cash dub sacks new blocks
Baby S, El Drex, Kurupt, Trigga and Short Khop
When you see me wid the DPG
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk
Spending a Milly
Then I'm gonna fly this chick
Out to Japan woah
I need the advance
Cash in my hand
They want a 12 songs album no FTs
They gone give me
EJ zoomin out the ash
Came through with the cash
Most of y'all move slow
I move quick move fast
Real talk the boy dead
Or got got by the feds
They
Yet within his group it's very couth at the least
Swell in tune with the movements of beasts
In the dark age he was unfazed by the new waves
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
Johnny Cash (Yeah! Yeah!)
Alright get straight to the point like a fucking fast break
Fam you a damn snake get the fuck out my face
If I see a fucking
night
Verse One, Jay-Z:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my
I'm going Johnny finna take off like a Rocket
This green fit my pocket
Kick the door give a fuck if you lock It
Smoke all this Kush to escape from My
If, If you are listening to the new Z-trip album on Hollywood Records, We're here we're being silly, we got supernatural, Z-trip. I'm Murs and I like
way this story's made
Walk the line Johnny cash, beat your ass like Johnny Cage
Here to vent my day to day
You never run out of shit to say but me yes
Hella Cash-Cash, ayy nog steeds, ah sbe3
OG Vibez effe rappen
Dit rappen begon als fatoe
Vroeger had ik geen buit
Dus ik was all about the borie
southern niggas in these streets
Yeah I'm candy flipper, you can have a picture
While I pose like a playa, by the candy with ya
Koopa never have no time,
will mash
If you ain’t got that jukebox on Johnny Cash
Well, a redneck loves his truck, loves his woman, loves to shoot a buck
Four by fours slinging
getting all this cash, by my self, ain't need no help
When they find you, say they want you dead, he missed at night his beam wasn't on
His beam wasn't on,
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uh
For them niggas that be Johnny Dangerous
When they be fuckin'
[2Pac]
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh
For them niggaz that be Johnny Dangerous when they be
that cash we didn't have
Big, big dreams, still in reach
and love is all we'd need
Take me back to that summer,
You were lightning
In my days
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