Lyrics:
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
time to be
Where you wanna be
For the streets
She forever gone claim that I'm for the streets
When I pop in da city she show the freak
She say play my
buries the cobbled streets
Near where the two parts of the freeway meet
And the clear waters cover our feet
And vendors of the world toss beaded
heroes
The great muddy waters and howling wolf
Said a whole lot of livin' in a blues song
I'd take me all day namin' all the names
So many fellas who
No Chevy in the shed, water wells gone dry
Farm bills keep coming in and mama sets down to cry
Oh my
Main street in town
Gusty and ghostly ain't
all I trust the father
Thru muddy waters I slayed em all leave them busters slaughtered
Why the fuck I bother to save these hoes they ain’t nothing
they were
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
House shaken by the blast
Black smoke billowing off the landscape
Sirens crying through the streets
Choppers
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
On main street after midnight, a brand new pack
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
On main street after midnight, a brand new pack
talking Water Street
And yeah I come from A-Town, that city that's golden
And you know we got that Spam brand that keeps the money flowin' (it's flowin')
muddy creek by him I was baptized
I went home to the Father
Now I know we're sons and daughters
To the Lord who is provider
Oh I went home through
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
center. The Red Fort was built by the Mughal Emperor Shah Jahan in the mid-17th century and served as the main residence of the Mughal emperors for nearly
the good with the bad
My moms taught peace, pops piece came from raw streets
cnd if I gotta move off heat, you lost meat
The weather blower I'm all water, no
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
to keep her
Made a hundred bands by the hundred street sweepers
Hit a hundred bitches, that's a hundred meat eaters
Niggas so glowed up, Chief Keef
I be
motherfuckers
Just some ghetto boys
Living in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets
And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive
It's just reality
business and my mula
Made an appointment with my jeweler
Yo' main bitch give me medulla
Watch how I maneuver
Get that pack they gone salute ya'
Torture rack
at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
She's a freak, hoe, legend
10:59, I met her she mine by eleven
Put a blessing on the pussy, I'm a certified reverend
While she catering to me, the main
(sabotage)
They gone make me go up in the catalog
(in the catalog)
Pull up by myself no entourage
(oh no)
Titty’s on the stick like Mardi Gras
(bring
and number
All but the outlaw jack of diamonds
And the aces in the sky
He give his sevens first instructions
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by
the cursed ones
Jump in, in that muddy water
Everybody needs that friend they can tell it all to
I ain’t gone lie, that pride kick in when everybody watchin
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