Lyrics:
the letters
Murder I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground
I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground bastards,
vibes, are better than verbs
She ridin with me, as I light up this herb
But I be distracted by all of them curves
And I’m hypnotized, by the look in yo
as a pea, though my weight fluctuates
Size ain't shit, cause I have enough game to make you steal from ya mama
And call her out by her name
I can make her
Why’s yo lady actin so freaky at the club every single weekend skin tight dress white pumps the whole nine if I catch ur woman peepin best believe
anybody that got a question?
[ man ]
Yo, hold up
I got a question, Kid 'N Play
How come y'all don't make records about the big brown booties?
What, y'all
the NNUTTHOWZE!
[Hook x2: Tech N9ne]
NNUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Sick shit is our business
Fly high by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me know
What's yo psycho?
to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (oh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo whats
to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (ohh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo
up in the ghetto made a name
Came from out the cell and made a change
Basically I made it out the game
Painted pretty pictures with my pain
I was
to come see you
No I can't come cause soon as I move you know you gone have me wrapped around yo finger
I felt like she was gone be by my side all the time
just to congested my protection over freedom all in I'm too invested
If I love dont work, then I was praying for our friendship
Situations nasty when
the ghetto
Slangin' dub sacks
And I duck when they fly by
'cause Killa Cali' is the state for the drive-by
Caps peel from the gangstas in my hood
Ya
Mwen toujou gadé òbjèktif an mwen dwèt an fas
Déterminé dèpi toupiti mwen ni odas
toujou lévé granbonè menm lèw vwè an las
Si ghetto mwen las vwè
tend to work for all the ones who like to wig it
*samples cut and scratched by Alamo, including
"I got a story I want to tell you", "I
like to tell
nigga Mike (?) blow 'dro through the sunroof
Jeckyll'n'Hyde and purple haze
And I still be in Brooklyn, and party with Maze
I got a ghetto pass, yo
) 声枯れるまで
(Love love) 歌い続ける
みんなにこの愛届くまで I say again
眠る前に目をそっと閉じて思うよ
駆け抜けてきた今日までのこと
たくさんの愛に支えられて今がある
痛いくらい感じてるよ
Yo 数えきれない優しさ
いつも君が背負ってきた厳しさ
selfis de gogo et de fight comme jamais oh bordel ! yo love punanny.
Trust me on vit tous dans un monde de folie
Tout le monde devient crazy il n'y a plus
O.G., deep
When she did the freak with me
Yeah this is a story of a famous dog
Of a dog that chases it's tail, will be dizzy
Hello?
Yo, whassup? This
you a little bit of whats on my mind
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yo turn me up
Right there
Yo
I got ghetto tactics
I ain't with the antics
Niggas stressing
reamin
Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks cuz I haven't changed.
No love for the roadie?
Yo man, you're the roadie, you don't...
Seven members,
the ghetto hall of fame
It's third and long, got a lot of yards to gain
I'm federal, youse a misdemeanor, you small change
It's that, S-W-A-N-G affiliate
From
dream of being thugs
Thanks to you
For the love of Baton Rouge
Intruded by them sirens on a daily
Buck shots it's crazy
This passion done often made me
In my city blocks we got
Projects that's one story
Watch the pit walk with no leash
And hold a gun for me
Kids get knocked by police and
Get a drug
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