Lyrics:
shit
It taught me the game and told me, "Go, get rich"
Twenty pounds in a rental car, headed to the Mack Town
T-why told me, "Get the work and make it
boy you Foolish, drive your car and play in yo' bitch coochie
Love getting money feeling like Cupid, started an Empire I feel like Lucious
Get the money
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
offend you I intend to
You're bitch a treessh
You fucking her gentle
I hit her hard
Like my bars
Hitting hard on instrumentals
Spin in a car
Skids
dollars 'fore I'm done
Focused on funds, cars with engines in the trunk
We leavin' the venue drunk
They pointin', sayin' we livin' it up
Get as much
a wonderful deal? You got the shine appeal
Whippin' these wheels, ya customers can heal in time for deals
Facts! I get them where they gotta go, value time
I
my drugs I might buy you a car
Shoot up a opp and I'm putting you on
Don't cross me or you'll never get sleep
If you hang round me you cannot be weak
my car, is changing speed
I'm like Tarzan, swanging through trees
It's so much, ice in my mouth
When I take a deep breath, I get brain freeze
of my head
Says you gotta get up
You’re halfway dead
And you can't let 'em win
They’ll get inside of your mind
And you can’t let 'em in
Only you can make
to bother keeping repairs in sight
And I don't have to bother with a check engine light
Well I'm fixing to trade this old car
Hell, a horse could get me just
fucking look away
I wrote this in blood
Don't think for a second we won't take it by force
When will we learn? It seems no peace without war
So much
Last Breath of an MC
I can't remember the day
But I remember the night
The first time in my life had an mc fight
Caterpilla killa lyrics spit like
breathless
Pieces don't leave you broken
Stressed and convalescent
Reckless patience tested
Invest in treasures
Respected and protected
By those connected
in my dream car
Ima make it real Bro Ima Be a Star
Always had a dream racin in my dream car
Now we whip it round in matchin' cars
Now we roll around in
Shoe lace tied I just beat ya by a lap
Ruff Chris dine got a t bone with some mash
All my guys lactose we can't be around you rats
Get the car ds
and get it, come
And get it, get it, pow, pow)
Church
Yeah I know some folks don't wanna see me win
I'll replicate Talladega just to cut
Me some donuts in
Frame by frame
Im a whole piece of art
Ive been used to long
I longer have a heart
Got it speared by a lancer
Sent to mars
Got a rocket
In my pocket
Us , gotta hoe trynna top me she anxious, got these wings by my side I’m a angel
Get It , Blowing up my phone while I float through the city
If that
been chillin in these streets free my Brodys locked up
Screaming free my nigga fleez swear this shit is fucked up
Get pulled over by the D's I got my
desolate, yo the eyes of the hood yo is desperate
Effected by the deficit, times and lessons get hard
Either get by or get god, but but you try to get by
for miles and see lots of trees|We get home in time to pay our managers fees|Monkey bars, swingin' stars|Countin' the cars, by the monkey bars|Eatin's
want)
Can I get you out of my head
And beside me for real
‘Cause enough is enough
(Enough is, enough is enough)
I’m out here in the snow
My car door’s
But only no radio or video's gonna show me no love, they're phony
Got to hit the road solely so the record gets pushed by Sony
I'm in the middle like
on ye little forner see
Ome and get them green cards
And learn some damn english and than how to drive
I wish my mother-in-law got Hit by a car
I Wish
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