Lyrics:
Was this in them trees
These are the things
They held me vision
Seein' more things
Me and DJ Paul
We got the hook off
We gon' stee
We gon' play
like that chump Charles Stewart
They're always claiming, that the devil made me do it
For insurance, he killed his wife and his child
And blamed it
coming your way
It was started in the south by the DJ
There's some say it's hard but it ain't true
It's the only dance that'll ? for you
Just bounce
ain't barn shit tickin like a bomb
Full of ghetto anger ready to go
On the fuckin way
On trick that think he betta flow
Throwin up yo sigh
If you feel you
Club up Thugs.
{Manny Fresh}
Nigga like thiiiiiis.
{Baby}
Ridin on twenties.
Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do
This shit's special
DJ Khaled!
And if I cry two tears for her
That will be the most that I would give to her
She left me stranded in my nightmares
Haha
What is an MC?
If he can't rap
But what is a DJ?
If he can't scratch
Don't worry about a thing cause my niggas goin' do it all just like
Lets Rawl! (roll)
Chorus
(David Banner)
Gon' gangsta walk gon' do it motherfucker
Gon' gangsta walk gon' do it motherfucker
Buck jump
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
they could,
Lick me down, throw the sign, see it and it's all good
Test my nuts, do me wrong, that's one slug in your gut
Just another day up at the tire
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
quelques bananes
Okay, okay, j'm'en bats les steaks
Debout sur l'toit d'ma ferrari igo, je fais du skate
C'est le boss, beau gosse, la france, j'lui mets
She from the era of attitude better watch her..
Dj play that play dat muthafuckin watcher by the doctor...
Nigga I said play it or the fuckin doctor
nazo
I'm making money for the team
I'm Martin Luther with the dream and well
I do this shit by any means
Intwan' iblind ipheth' iplan
Ezobulala konke
the big Gas Face
No Gas Face for DJ Subroc
No Gas Face for KMD
Hammer, shut the fuck up! Gas Face! !
What do we think about Hammer?
? GYP
Get
rappin' for a while, I'm acquirin' chapstick
Like a magician with the mic I do a hat trick
I don't wear a cape, or perform at a sideshow
Let me hit
played, get played, played a lot on radio
And also, and also, and also by some foul brothers
The Pease, the Pease the Pease Porridge never failed
It
a smile on my face
And the tricks of the ward
By moving my hips
Come in straight spitting facts
When I rap
Through my nicotine
Stained teeth
Run it back
Let's hear it for the sharp and slick
big hearted guitar man, London Mick
Come on DJ play my fix
some rock and roll by London Mick
I first met him
a outfit
[Chorus: *cut and scratched by the DJ*]
People said his brain was infected by devils (3X)
Infected by, infected by, infected by devils
People said
radio play
'Cause I do what I want to do anyway
I can slit my wrists if I want to
By the time I get to Arizona
I'm not from L.A. or New York
I
Witam cię w rzeczywistości
Od K do A do C i P do E do R żeby
Coś mogło przetrwać dziś trzeba grać fair
Krzyk z nieba mam cel
I nie chcę zawieść reszty
and that's facts
Tell the DJ to replay he runnin' it back
Run the track like a relaty we lappin' the whack
Got they trick in a three way get clap from the back
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
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