Lyrics:
What I want everybody to do right now
Is blow your motherfuckin horns
Louder, louder!
Yo, if you want that shit (that shit)
That hardcore rough
gone like you
Stand at attention poke yo chest out
Take them five cool
Now watch your back
The oppositions might want fight you
I ain't know the half
I'm
, the soundtrack to the realness right here
Niggas in too deep, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all real, what, what
Live, nigga what, what, nigga
Uh
Yo, ayy,
here dreamin of you
on my way back home
everybody's walkin in the rain
everybody's goin their own ways
and I'm right here dreamin of you
on my way back
Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
And I want you in my life forever...
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Yo
She poppin up at the club
Lookin for you with
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
an Ultramagnetic
DJ mix off Statik Selekted
The Clue to Premier was Spooky cause here
Jeff Left Quik with Spinderella my dear
They got a room for some Metro Boomin
what'cha want?
Yo, I'm strapped with the gats
Step up plap, plap!
I'm leavin' caps in your back, fool
I rip shop, wanna say peace to Hip-Hop
A nigga
Ohhhh everybody
we gonna make ya dance
Ladies grab yo man
by the han get up!
This is serious okyakusan
going delirious
and we want takusan
going delirious
album
You want some truths for yo soul then i'll switch my style up
Attach the facts to what hap pen and rip the files up
We ain't never bitch
I want to dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford
And all other lil' young niggas that's in a rush to be gangstas
As a young nigga, I'm
super reckless
Everybody nods and rolls but I feel I'd regret this
Now I've been pressured into doing things I usually don't
But this shit is next level
as you want to
And if it feels good scream "hey-hey-hey yo"
[Fabolous]
I don't know about y'all
But we doin' it over here
All the glasses got
[Featuring Black Spooks]
Yo wake up it's the D crew up in here with the Black Spooks
And we bout to drop it on y'all...y'all best get a clue
qualms"
Check this, yo
Say what I want? Say what I like
Let me spit the real Ghetto
Gospel into the mic
No word of a lie, no hype
Lotta these MCs couldn't
To see if that girl listened, my world twisted, oh my god
I promise I’m too honest, surrounded by fakes
All you want shit but you wont do what it takes
You
edge Jeff hardy jumping out of here ayee
Cartier cartier skelly
Elegant diamonds they shining no floss
High in the sky with the stars I'm super
Said he
Bitch I'm a dog like prairie
You can’t be hearing me clearly
I got yo hoe in the Bentley
But she playing like a rec league
All her friends birds like Jeff
the round for the right sound
When I'm on the mic,
everybody want to pipe down like now,
right now, Papa been to ctlanta and bite down
But I mean,
been gullible. I got the shit you want to dance, what...if you're with me in the club to all my people throw your hands up.
EVERYBODY IN THE FRONT
Everybody talk about they got big dreams
But nobody wanna come and do the work that it takes all between
(Nigga what's yo goals?)
(Nigga what's yo
plenty of it, why'all niggaz really don't want it
That's a hit boy, why'all fittin to love it
Feel this clip up in yo' stomach, uh
[Chorus] - 2X
can't front, stick men
Here's a few who really come to do
What they say gon' do
Back at the ranch
There's no Carte Blanche
Everybody gon' move when
can't front, stick men
Here's a few who really come to do
What they say gon' do
Back at the ranch
There's no Carte Blanche
Everybody gon' move when
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