Lyrics:
soldiers who will ride
And pack your ass Through them sticks
So don't get Caught up in the bull shit
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're
soldiers who will ride
And pack your ass Through them sticks
So don't get Caught up in the bull shit
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're
soldiers who will ride
And pack your ass Through them sticks
So don't get Caught up in the bull shit
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
cooler than Dippin Dots
I dipped for a hot while but baby got back like Sir Mix-A-Lot
One tray
Fifty shots
We get the guap, while getting sloshed
I'm
too much sugar
You can miss your one true love just by overlooking
Overlooked the music and the art, my soul overtook it
Don't care bout' the closed
by my grind like the shaker
Mind my behavior
I park the car for the valet
Set the table for the waiters
Totally self sufficient with a
Whole lot
you sir I don't need your advice
I wanna own the block and some stock
Yeah I'm comin' like a thief in the night
underground, but I cannot complain
I put
it rain
And I been dumb fried don't know what's on my brain
Been thru some shit ion think i feel pain
So I'ma express it by speakin in flames
My old
Imma go hard just like I'm meant to
The game is a bitch don't let it tempt you
Don't get sucked in like the rest do
Pure chemistry
When I erupt with
Forgiveness
Even if, even if you don't love me
15: Old Friend
Everytime I've lost another lover
I call up my old friend
And say let's get together
I'm
cause we don't do no runner ups
How you on top when you under us
Yeah I did a lot but have I done enough
When I get this money, I'mma worry some
Hit em with some JUNIORS
Rap game Oklahoma Sooners
Number one prospect
Bitches gone' get dropped kicked
Pull up in that drop sick
And I get a hair flip
a fact
A lil bit of everything to be exact
Think party mix chips
When I call her a snack
And no Sir Mix-A-Lot
Ain't a part of this track
But she got
Lyrics “ Splinder Cell “ MUSIC
You have only gosper way firmer state
Everyone’s hurting dare Into pain
There Is lot adventure chain toy won
Laughs
Get Crunk (okay) 24X
Cus I'm a scene kid, scene kid
Hated by few and loved by a lot
Kids follow me
But they do it so mean
Like a goddamn crowd
Ether boy! (oh yeah!) oh oh! (Nore!)
(Ron Browz!) Nore! Oh oh!
Busta bus! (yes sir!) Oh oh!
Get that money!
Ohhh!
My nigga find a girl
on my get-up,
Stay on the red-up, pimpin' ain't easy, but there's a whole lot of fed-up,
And like I told you from the get-go, don't trust no one (no
girl lips
I love to sip from bill
I love to go hard purp-pill
You love that I'm a star and got that work still
Don't get it fucked because I love
ma gbe
Making badman keeping hustling yah for the day
For my hood
Hey for my hood
Get a lot of stories hey for my hood
For my hood
For my hood
Get
hiatus
Ain't nobody heard my latest
You thought Mix-a-Lot was through
But I'm back; this boot's on you
What happened to all the old homies?
When
it's fine by me
Same game, playin' hide and seek
If I just shot two packs on the side
Someone told me why all the eyes on me
True say, got the nine
they wanna get paid
Everybody late and Ima just gone play
And bitches be trippin cause they don't wanna
Ever stay down with a nigga, when a niggas
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