Lyrics:
feel disrespected
Niggas gon' be mad Kay Slay
Put me on this record (Ah)
The best ever, bulletproof, the vest leather
Head shot, talkin' big bags
Sunset
And watch all the jailbait roll by
Yeah it's dynamite on Friday night
Under the big city lights
It's all right, all right
Yeah yeah, it's
want me dead
Heard them niggas put some paper on my head
Never been the type to run I never fled
Big shot full of red Im on a Percocet
Ok
I'm
walk you cause an earthquake
You make my head ache
Hey, you want this cake?
Bowling ball over here probably would've said ok
You made a Big Mistake
Your
together
Yea we Made it thru that struggle now we livin big
Definition of success feeling this is it
Bottle poppin w the gang gon' get me lit
Man We came
I'm obsessed, obsessed with the drum
The thoughts in my head are all mixed up
Static on the screen and a crooked antenna
The make believe games
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
to introduce myself
Queen L-A-T-I-F-A-H is my name
Jersey, what's poppin', we ain't gon' stop and
Keep'em heads boppin', the remix droppin'
Big girl, big
U+I (Clarification)
I know, that you and me, got things to talk about
And you know, that we can be, together in all amounts
And I know, that we can
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
do, we do what we wanna do
You wan' get shot? Go 'head, run up in my spot
My lawyers'll have me out by one o'clock
Go 'head, get dropped trying
the streets
Where the little, little, little kids
Check it
Look how I wreck it on the record
Flows, sinister method
You couldn't stand in my presence
But pay
miggedy-make enough noise like Bamm-Bamm
Throw boulders from Bedrock you'll get dropped, I slam man
So check it
I riggedy-wreck it quick, aw shucks
I
death
Baby girl you so toxic
I love when we wreck
Girl why you comin for my head
Is you a cop is you a fed
Romeo Juliet, but only Romeo is dead
Yea yea
of past, haunted by regrets that never seem to pass. Playing on repeat in my head every day, I can't even close my eyes to escape this matinee, swear to God
of DJ Screw, I said
"Is that true"?, the god said, yeah it's true I get
to do flows, and wreck show cuz of DJ Screw I'm fed
But don't be mislead, you
Shut your trap trap trap trap, mute it
Head's like a football, boot it
I don't know why you really wanna do this
But R.I.P. to your music
Way too
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
See me lean on the fridge
Trying my best to keep it together
Never know, what world I'll wake up in
If my grace doesn't exist
Just tell the plans
feeling blue
So lost in my head it just leaves me confused
This feeling that I carry inside
Seems to wreck my well being and pry
My old self I've got
do well
Can tell by the nails you frail
We can battle till your girl big ass feet out them Channels
[PMD]
Aiyyo my brain attack this hip hop shit
and your motherfuckin' Oscar
Your throne is mine
Head hot, with a gold chain and that big R1, it's my motorbike
Ghost right on you, poltergeist
Def not when
I'm fuckin her friend
She caught us in bed together (it was crazy)
I told em "calm down", hit the blunt
And give me some head together (2 of em)
Ooh,
.jpg/200px-Poster_for_The_Nervous_Wreck_(1926).jpg "The Nervous Wreck")
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