Lyrics:
break I can't wait
To see you in them high heels, making the track shake
I stack weights, so you know money ain't a thang though
It's Baby Bash
some?
Baby Joe yeah that’s my family
He gon face some
(VL Deck)
Army guns for niggas that think they want it
Beefin’ with the precinct
The opposition
thangs here ,
They bare arm like a infant,
Infinitely incidents as such just happens all the time,
A baby pop out and learns how to walk by the blind,
Uh! He heh
Master P and Treach nigga
It's all family baby
Get them Naughty boys I got the No Limit Soldiers
And when we posse up these
Bacardi and lime
(Baby Sham)
Spliff, I feel this way
If it's for my squad, let's play
Back him 'gainst the door
Patch his body with gauze
Mop up
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance and if you slang
Then you'd better have yo' Nikes on
Cause when we fight it's in the middle
a family of mine
[Mr. Marcelo]
Me and my girl, better yet me and my shawty
Early morn', smoke a blunt, drink a half of forty
What's the half baby?, you know
(Oh, baby do you)
That's right, that's right do yo' thang
Baby, do yo' thang, huh (smokin' up, smokin' up)
Ahaha, yeah, and it don't quit (smokin'
thang
I said: "Bitch, I'm on my way!"
I givit to you, homeboy, play by play
She had on polkadots with miniskirt
Jumped in the car straight went
that come with
the weak, the wack, the words, they're poor
I thrash bash clash mash and ten more
Blow up the scenery, I reign supremer, see
You need
But Top Dogs camp ain't nothin' to fuck with
And don't say we didn't warn ya
I got this Detroit thang with more love that California
Drunk DJ
heavy, mind bottled up feeling empty
Run away where I can be by myself no entry (Oh no)
Probably stay in Miami, ghost all friends & family
Family (what's
the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby
Family gon' ride, ha
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
enemies of their own families
What's going on?
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta rump
A boy on the side
bout a thang baby girl I'm a soldier
Never treated me bad, no matter who I was
You still came with that, unconditional love
In this game
Family gon' ride, ha
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Family gon' ride, ha
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
that one fa sho
F!*?# home cause I roam jus like a buffalo
I'm the baby of the family, runt of the litter
I can't stop smoking cause no one like
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Throwing up blood.
Fuck it Lay, let's sign our life away!
You see me
I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no
nobody selling shit nigga
Unless it's for me
[Baby]
All I know is crack slanging and block hanging
On the corner [in] front the store
Doing my thang
Old... Old... Old Thang Back
O... OTB
By middle school, I was spitting more lyrical
Realizing how the game was becoming more pitiful
Snap rapping wasn't De
lady in my Mercedes
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy
L.O.X. hold the hammers
like we waitin for screws
With Angie Mar' BLOWIN
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