Lyrics:
crawl and hit rock 'n' roller
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just ???, so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is
leavin' my friend group
Smokin', drinkin' with them dudes
Oh no, we are not ready for that
We got pizza by the slice, big ol' shoutout to "Frank
to it, no hula hoop
And I can't lie like I like this shit like I usually do
And I'm just not impressed by you niggas rapping fast
Who sound like one big
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah,
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah,
By the way we keep it G got the hoes choosing
Check the score nigga no we ain't the ones losing
Choppin' blades while I'm Saturday night cruising
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
look at me
Living my life, feeling free
No more stress is on me
No more stress is on me, yeah
Unsure of a starting point
Album did not disappoint
Had
(No matter where we go)
If you ask me, all around the world, I think they sleepin'
But we ain't sang you a lullaby
(I got no love in my heart for
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, hey, Snoop, what up? This your nigga, Dre
Hey, man, I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
of kids are now thirty, no doubt
And some of my own dear teachers are my coworkers now
Hey Ross, we could've made an album decades ago
While the experience
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
Beep
Dr Dre
Ay ay Snoop whattup this your nigga dre
Ay man I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it out put
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (agh)
It's the return
the lettuces (Yeah)
She love my tunes now I'm all in her crevices (Fft, fft)
Yeah, too many bands
Come on ladies, that's too many hands
No time for randoms, I
return
I saw “Sunshine Rock” had a new track streaming
Beau said he had an experience with Bob
That somehow reminded him of how I do my writing and my
The most interesting and the most important
Form of leverage is this
Idea of products that have no
Marginal cost of replication
This is the new form
and never settling for less my Nigga I have no regrets from running by myself
In days with all focus all surrounding mental health
Put the blame on me
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just? so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is on the Technique
Marley's
de France
Comme un Nouvel album de Frank
Je trouve plus le temps
Faut que je m'arrête je veux être Peter pan
Je crois que le beat s'arrête puis
debut
Album, power of the Dollar
And finally in the spring of 2000 it
Was ready to be released by
Columbia Records it represented to him all
The struggles
nigha this aint no hate
Like Franks hot sauce
I put that shyt on everything
Put a finger on my clipper so I can give it a wedding ring
I aint trickin I
courtesy fee
Come through wit 50 like Curtis wit me
Album on stream no these verses ain't free
Nigga murder is dirty but the hearse is so clean
My money is
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