Lyrics:
do anything for exposure
Smoking on gas, you can tell by the odor
Huh, shoot at that nigga with guns
Huh, hit his bitch ass with a laser
If I diss you,
these hoes
I'm worth 20 mil nigga, got 100 to go
If it was 5, it's half, it's bigger than O
I been a partner with LA Reid and Jay Z
I'm still hangin'
to breeze me, but I got niggaz in New York
Coming kama-kize, sparking this shit that keep me off the heezee
Jay-Hovah, he with my man came over
To scoop
me, but I got niggaz in New York
Comin' kama-kize, sparkin' this shit that keep me off the heezee
Jay-Hovah, he with my man came over
To scoop me,
Kanye, there's a Consequence
And for every Jay-Z, there's a Common Sense
So I tightrope walk my pompousness, hey
How we ball in the club, I know you hate
sound
I'm Kanye when it came to 'ye
I'm Jay-Z when it came to keys
I'm Snoop when it came to weed
So now they wanna Biggie me
As the credit rolls,
Seven forty-six, wake up, hand on my dick
Lakers lost by thirty last night, I'm talking shit
Roll up a Backwood, killer in my spliff
Reading GQ
Seven forty-six, wake up, hand on my dick
Lakers lost by thirty last night, I'm talking shit
Roll up a Backwood, killer in my spliff
Reading GQ
from tha ratchet
Happens if you tellin, Jungle'll live by the morals of tha street
Not like snitch CJ, or bitch Jay-z, and beef from niggas
only play
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
Niggas ain't have or function like me
Hundred grand chain, you ain't icy like me
R.I.P. to my nigga G-Baby
Got a gun seat behind me like my name Jay-Z
n roses korna nirvanę
Uważali cię za outsidera
Gdy wyskakiwałeś z typami z innej klasy tam na cyphera
W technikum podobnie spodnie szersze niż reszta
smoke bitches say i'm too high
Living the life of Biggie and 2Pac
Nigga you know who shot
The day Jay Z go broke nigga when Snupe stop
That will be never
afraid of heights, and your B-O-D-Y
Is C-R to the A-Z-Y
The G-U-Y with the mother-F-U-C-K-I-N
C-H-A-I-N-S-A-W and the W-H-I-S-K-E-Y
And I don't wanna
flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo
I rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas
I'm who Jay-Z and Kanye like
flock to me
All in New York be with Maino and Capo I
Rode by myself and ain't nobody stoppin' me
Ain't no more real niggas I'm who Jay-Z
And Kanye like
the concrete
That a rose had arose
Good girls stop being good
When I turn 'em into hoes
Dreams stop being dreams when I
Turn 'em into goals
Hallelujah gotta
stacks, for dolo/ No splitting it with ya, I'm fine
Some niggas shady, I'm reclined
Bumping Jay-Z, In My Lifetime, Vol. 1""The City Is Mine""
So if I'm
zbawienie
Bo maja teraz prezent ci co wierzyli że jebnie
Jeśli money talks zamknij mordę
Z hukiem biorę ten rock nowe Guns N' Roses
Puszczam to na blok jak
on drop, give a fuck if with your mama
When it's on, it's on, pop you like a bottle of Patrón
Then lay back with a bitch, nigga this is westside Jay 3-0
Ain't never ever help
When I was lock down
I knew I was better by my self
I geek it up
No driven slow
I'm the wrong person the do wrong
F*** up, I won't
[Trae]
I find myself in a daze, sitting watching time fly on by
I tried to catch a grip, but somehow we keep moving on by
We came a long way, from
[Trae]
I find myself in a daze, sitting watching time fly on by
I tried to catch a grip, but somehow we keep moving on by
We came a long way, from
be a new school Jay-Z, yea, on to the next one. So I take off, with all my amigos, lookin’ all set so we off to Melrose, lookin’ all around and I see
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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