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by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted
Bike far out
Without a doubt
Where I can find a peaceful place to shout
Oh far out man way far out man
Shaggy and Scoobs could never find us man
Am I too
Here we are ... one, two ... one, two, three ...
It was one of those nights when you drive
Right by your own street
And you wonder who's running
feet
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow But first, I gotta
dripping,
You gotta see me baby
I love so, my old school, dripping from my old school
I can touch the sky in my old school, yeah
My old school's car
on the Western front page of my current projects
Include a car for the next couple
New ghost in town
Smaller than a good day to get the volume of this
At 2:22pm
the bone!
I jumped over the others and kicked
The door down with my feet
Ran down the steps and headed
Right into the street
Waved down a car
don't know how we puts it down
Trick ass motherfuckers
Verse 1, Ice Cube:
Let's make it happen, nigga, fuck rappin I'm bellin
With three time felons,
I promised brodie
That I got it imma take it far
Flying 90 down a 30 like a stolen car
And now they're looking funny tryna work out who we are
turn on the screens, baby
Seven figga team, baby, Houston's bomb is back
DTS be the Lac, we signin' Shaq contracts
Ninja bikes with blue lights, we
turn on the screens, baby
Seven figga team, baby, Houston's bomb is back
DTS be the Lac, we signin' Shaq contracts
Ninja bikes with blue lights, we
fighting for the surface
Like each breath could be your last
But when your feet touch down
On solid ground
There's just three feet of water all around
And I
I was kick-pushin' in Diamond Dollars right on my feet
Saved up every penny, sacrifice any meal I can eat
Dedication, uh (woo), Dedication 3
in the summertime
When Bouknight be jumping off real live
After nin
Cars ride slow
Asses hanging off of bikes, a fashion show
Pretty women nigga, this
liking it
I saw a little kid I stole
His bike and started biking it
I thought I got away but when
I ducked around the corner
There was twelve cop cars I
to get away from this place.
I know that I am better than this.
I know that I am better than this.
3. The Conformist
You fucking liar.
If you're not now,
digga
Hoe go-getta
Nigga outta line
Playboy I got ten on ya feet
Car shinna
Rim blinda
20 inch rida
Nigga and you can ride right beside me
Titty
gettin', smaller everyday goin' by
Fuck it, I pray he don't get 'em a 9 and shoot at a rapper not writing his rhymes
I don't wanna be another soundcloud
Dawg dem deh pan a boat ride
Keep dah browning deh close by
O man do nuh mek e colt rise
Yuh nah post failure suh mek mi post mine
Now
Mi chargie yuh fi
would throw snowballs and watch them all explode
And when the cops drove by, we would all get down and hide
And if they stopped the car, we would all just
moo
Farmer: don't tell me it wasn't cause I saw it and that was out
Cow: moo
Farmer: by at least 3 feet that's how far, come in look there is still
Walked to work 'cause my car broke down
I walked to work
I walked to work 'cause my car broke down (feet)
My feet started hurting on the other side
skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name? Birdman Junior,
skinnies in the bike with an ill hood
Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights
T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice
What that boy name? Birdman Junior,
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