Lyrics:
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
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Sono Classic
Unica denuncia fatte per i documenti
Tutta Fe
Yellow vandal
Gipsy dentro ai caravan
Pusher ma coi cardigan
Soldi sporchi dentro al
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why'all niggas live the average life
Raised in the hills with the wife, then turn gangsta when ya grab the mic
Nigga I only spit the facts
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by
(uh-huh)
Yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
Know what i'm saying?
Yo, yo yo yo
Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin
She elegant, her apparel in the M-Class
you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
These silver bullet cigarettes
This burning house, there's
I been going now
I think all my haters finally notice now
Just made another album prolly throw it out
Know I’ll make another, I ain’t slowing down
Wu
Tang killer with the CREAM
Kill a beat, kill a fleet
Killer with the free
This is how we do it yes it's L-O-G-IC
I'm out in LA
This is how we do it
If bars is dead
Consider this the defibrillator
HipHop LIVES
If you thought it died, you a damn lie
Not as long as I'm living
And this just
featuring: B.G. KnoccOut, Gangsta Dresta, Sylk
Verse 1: [Gangsta Dresta]
I got beat for the street
Ta pump in ya jeep
Or in ya caravan wid da
Little niggas want to rap and think that shit sweet
Push his first album and he died the same week
Put that water on the dirt turn that shit to mud
I
To hear real ill beats combinated with rhymes
Brought to you by the person at the T-O-P
That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P
The promoter of the flyness, witness
as soon as you release your new album im goin to kill myself becasue I hate you
Yo what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the goddamn phone, I think im
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
.C.
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
Over down on the driveway
Fast forward a couple of years and I'm bumpin' that Sade
Fast forward a couple of more and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By
just
I sat at the Grammy’s and saw Justin
Timberlake and Cee-Lo lose
Gnarls Barkley and the
Future-Love "SexyBack" album
And bro…Justin I ain’t tryna
Put
make em hide in a tent
They'll never be seen again
Got a new album dropping (when?)
I don't know, I'm not finished yet (yuh, yuh)
It's GatsB, and DT
me the O.G.
And since this live big let's start with B.I.G.
And rep it for Big Pun and do it for Big L
And since I got a big truck you know I live well
Yeah (yeah, uh-huh)
Knah-sayin?
Yo, yo yo yo
Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin
She elegant -- her apparel in the M-Class caravan
Ki's
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
oldies
Ridin' in a foreign favor mode I like is sporty
Caravan of locs matching Beemers dem my wo'tees
Lately I been unresponsive cause I been on the move
again
I just live my truth and they can’t stop me from tellin’ it
I thought I’d be popping by now, thought that I would blow up
Throwback, on my Bubble
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