Lyrics:
That's when the whips start skating
Nigga don't panic be patient
Wait
Upgrade the 9 to a 40
Then upgrade the clip to a 50
Then shoot that hoe til that
(Bongo By The Way)
Uh, got killers in LA that take your life in a New York minute
Uh, flying across the Atlantic with a bitch from across
Titanic
You Atlantic
I'm pacific
Tongue go click click
Chasing big bricks
While I flick clicks
She sucks
I'm the first pick
Slick skinny real prick
I'm
Same fire got me driven don't know what I'd do without it
Food for thought if you hungry, beef you don't really want see
If I start seein' red? (Nothin'
me coming for ya
Hear me coming for ya
By fire by gun u see me coming for ya
This is the zodiac killing dig these sound cloud rapping pigeons
Turned
it's like to be mortal
Written on pages still turned
It starts with a thought
But begins with an action
Like tires on the road
We've got some traction
her boyfriend
You goin' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But
her boyfriend
You goin' to be by your damn self
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But
The sacrificial lamb
To see the slaughter
Kept me for some torture
Straight by to hell is what's supported
Get the fire start to scorch him
Mercy's not to be
photographs
Sung by Ringo Starr
Especially in the chorus part
You always said, "Now, don't you start."
Don't you start, yeah yeah
Don't you start
Don't
united we stand (x2)
From both coasts of the Atlantic
From the seas to seashores
Once the fires undo our alliance, in these wars
We see the probable cause
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
together, how I'm still getting better
I'm finding more gold as I dig in the dirt with a shovel
I got the last laugh, don't get blown away by the backdraft
skippin' bail, helluva start
Could it be them, bitches was hatin' 'cause our skin was too dark?
Handed down his sentence, he got no reason to live
in the mall Paul Blart
Got sugar daddies overseas
Cum in his ass this just the start
For some Rick I am on my knees
With Cwerti makin'him whimper
Yuh
One two three
People pullin out their guns
One two three
Guns fired off everyone starts to run
One two three
Shots going off I ain't talking about
blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics
Christians, Muslims, Moors and Malayans
From north, west, east, south, Pacific to Atlantic
Binary Star, we mow
photo.
Gather up some rocks and make a circle in the sand.
We'll fill it up with wood and build a fire with our hands,
The smoke starts to rise, the moon
to that (for sure)
No matter what the coast we, be on
Pacific or Atlantic we, stay strong
Foreign or domestically, we conquer
All obstacles
Squeezin' like Freddie Foxx, and his two glocks
Rocks don't impress niggas who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the B.E.P, we
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
Sometimes you got to start from the bottom even at your best
Sometimes you gotta push until you quit then give a little more
Breakdown starr back over give
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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