Lyrics:
Bars got a flare, this that figure four leg lock
Ghost pepper reaper bro, everything I said hot
Sniper with the ladies, I just show up for the headshots
no way I can fail
Man of fire Denzel uh huh
Flow hot I gotta chill
Give a fuck how you feel
I been keeping it real
Ain't no netflix and chill
Baby
leavin any witness
Got way more drama the theatrical lessons
So my suggestion, you come correct no question
Cause if you comin with that funny hot dog
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
the red has a crane by his bed
To wrench himself up in the morn'
But if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed
You'll wish you'd never been born
the red has a crane by his bed
To wrench himself up in the morn'
But if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed
You'll wish you'd never been born
love is used as a guide by the civilized
Some see it as the body heat you feel when you close your eyes
That's so much of a lie, you can leave your
'til ya fall out
So So Def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? You ain't fuckin' wit' us
Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
All Out, make ya
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
So let's get it
Love the piano in this
Right now
Haha
I'm a necessity
Like salt and pepper on eggs
I get yall trippin
Like your weed that was
think I could fucking run like you huh
See I'm just tryna find a way to your chest
Bumping 2Pac and Biggie while my mind on the breasts
So much shit up
she ask for
I go off on in Mack mode
Red bone, cute face, 5'5
Ass clappin' in the air, call it high five
Shoot first die last, we abide by
I gotta
My gun never been shy, that's how gangsters get by
It's either ride or die
And don't slip up
It's way too late when the bodybags zip up
Real
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
chili
ILL
I kill’ em first if they try to kill me
Real
Yeah I keep it one hundred
I live for the money and you die for the money
ALL OR NOTHING, ALL
by the truckload
Like to get it hot, set the temp up to a hundo
The way I'm making cuts you would of thought I'm selling Cutco
Rockin' and moving
I'm
detachedin a phone
I get so high like Red & Meth
This spliff be smackin ya dome
Not only snappin on ya niggas
Blikka snappin them bones
Foxy the chop
This shit
It’s like a homie playing checkers (sk sk)
Pull up with the heat
I’m a fuckin ghost pepper (hot)
Do the work and then I dip
And I’m out like a propeller
don't play it (way)
Money gonna save a couple lives, can't stop, 'cause a nigga gotta stay rich
Let me put on my Rollie, no roleplay, niggas don't know
missed him
Woah woah with the mister
Talkin' bout sprite it's a mister
Mr. Sprite Dr. Pepper got my PhD
Prob'ly just be celibate, yo
Maybe there's
I can tell if you wifey just by the way you cook ya rice and grits
Extra butter, salt and pepper, and sugar on some triflin shit
Still sippin, thats
shells fly, freein the five
Wit the red eye, niggas talkin to much
Tape 'em up, leave 'em hog tied
[Kenny Cash]
You thinkin about it way to hard, how
She's been on more laps then a napkin
Be a man, stop bragging make it happen please
Fish live in salt water cause the pepper makes them sneeze
I like
chillax ich hab zu tun
Latenight loco DeutschPopRap
Be by my side - yo clap für clap
Babe fullmoon yo live live live
Immer bergauf, step für step
Chillout
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