Lyrics:
(Skrrt)
Gotta keep that fire, don't wanna die young
Huh (Bah, bah)
Reachin' for my chain, you gon' die young
(Kill 'em)
Not the wrong one, you got the right
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch
go home!" is an order, so you must use the ...?
(lifts Brian by his hairs)
B: The ... imperative.
C: Which is?
B: Ahm, oh, oh, "I", "I"!
C: How many
hair follicles
I already made a list
Of the baldies that can do em like proctologists
If I were Vin Diesel I'd make em cum fast and furious
Vladamir
up
Somebody gon drop
Cant say where he at
Momma I dont think that Im coming back
So cold leave em drowning
Green dots to ya noggin
Ice cold drip like
droppin'
(It's so quiet you can hear a rat pissing on cotton)
I hear 'em talkin like they gangster material
But I don't see it man their gangster's
The return of the hip hop ammadeus
Wyclef Toussaint St. Jean drama
Streets prounounce me dead [x6]
I tell em I'm alive but rumor says I'm dead
knowin' you wack
You act up and I'm throwin' you down a flight of steps
Then I'm throwin' you back up them
If they don't like the track, fuck 'em
Bitch I pop xans by the fistful
Turn Lil Yorkie to a pitbull
Bitch I pop xans by the fistful
Turn Lil Yorkie to a pitbull
Hol up hol up hol up hol
gotta 'em sick
So I'mma keep going, keep flowin'
Benz backin' up so I'ma keep rollin' bent
And I'm stilla heavy spitter, plus I'm good with the pitbull
It's that little Chico Pitbull
This my way of letting my city know
That I'd ride for em! I'd cry for em!
Bust five for em! And most of all,
FUCKING
won't be sorry (nah)
I'm a dog that can't be stopped, they call me Marley (woof woof)
Gimme that top shelf, no barley
If I don't see purp, that shit ain't
want
Cause I'mma be rich! Yeah I'mma be rich, uhh
When you make that money boy they say don't you forget 'em
When you make that money boy they say
isn't fun to watch someone get maimed
John Doe was his name under white sheet and surrounded by tape. Dang
I hope that she don't got herpes if she got
out to all the refugee gangs around the world
Signal, signal, y'all need to chill with the drive-by's
It was the fourth of July I heard the cherry bomb
for doin it
Y'all the big dog, Pitbull, Terror Squadians, yes!)
Dade County, it's our time
The movement's here forever
And I won't stop 'til I see
back
I trap by day, boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, College Park trump tight
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit?
Do you
don't want it, You gon' lose
I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide
What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see
When he ain't so truant
I be out living life while yo man's so Truman
Don't think just move it
I bounce
Swoop another bag up by the ounce
Ya- ya'll be
promises
I don't need your bullshit
I don't need you telling me the answers at the pulpit
Setup for the meltdown
Hunted by the hellhounds
Spiders got
in a cemetary car
I've been lost since my adolescent callin from Jesus
Ballin' as a gangsta wonderin' if you see this
Young black male crack sales got
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch
all my jews, you don't see how I'm ridin'
You don't see how I struggle, you don't see how I grind
You push a nigga hatin', tell em' to get in line
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