Lyrics:
fuck it
On my goat shit
Lebron James gettin' buckets
More Than A Game
I got bars by the bunches
Rap Hall-of-Fame
I'm out here causing ruckus
They cannot
you still beneath like your name is Lannister I'm fucking (Jon) snow
Who the fuck are you?
Credits go to the fake places
Not controlled by a fucking
[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones,
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down
Hey Lil Jon,
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a nigga
I know she tryin' to fuck
But her homie wanna play GI joe
Hommie you better check yo hoe before
Yo big ass hit
of Lil' Sneezy
Growing up in hardship
Struggling to get ahead
How it go
Growing up
Rough and tumble and tough
Streets was never enough
And by streets I
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
advisory)
And I saw Old Man Dad fucking a hoe (disgusting)
You screamed the lyrics of Lil Jon's Get Low (to the window)
Your maturity is at the level
stadiums just like Billy Joel
Quincy Jones would be in my studio
Recording Phill Collins on the drums for my album
All paid for by my own discography
Oh
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
back at the club, smoked up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a nigga, I know she tryin' to fuck
But her hommie wanna play G.I. Joe
Hommie you better check
the light turned down and the beat down low
.40 cal's and K's out the window
You better do like Lil' Jon told you "Get Low"
'Cause you can cancel
Growing up I was never a boss
Until the day I took a loss then a nigga evolved
Yeah but I ain't ever been the middle man
Or let alone let alone let
Park until it got dark
And found lil' shot up Jordan they found your body parked in the car
I know you watching over your son from up above in
to be music that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather give that
the lil humble struggle rapper coming up
'Cause all these blogs got y'all broads gassed up
All y'all got no bars, y'all washed up
No tide, no softener
If you know somebody like that pull up and say to 'em
Ye ain't ridin' (ye ain't ridin')
Ye ain't bumpin' like I'm bumpin'
Ye ain't sayin'
Aye Uh huh
Uh Huh(Let's go ladies)
Lil Jon(Yeah)
Your Boy Kells
(Yeah)
And Mario
This is for the chocolate girls
All Around the word
Uh
I've been feelin' in album mode
Homies probably heard me say that the last few years though,
But now I'm in a different time zone
So I feel less fear
up for a milli
I seen Warriors fall by the achilles huh
I put my life on this
I don’t want advice on this
They can’t put a price on this
The pressure's
on the dotted line
Cause now you're mine
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I
different, I'm going up passing you by
Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try
Never mind that I'ma still get a sack
niggas washed up, all you niggas getting old
I ain't never been pressed cause a nigga do not fold
Stand tall, ten toes, yea im living by the code
If
talking a Neuss when he says your girlfriend asked him to hang a while
Lil Culture's got a crazy story, and dang it's wild
Lil Culture just pulled up
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