Lyrics:
you been missing
I got lyrics you should listen
Rewritten with precision
Thirty-five years ago
I wrote those rhymes
Hip-hop's still plagued
By violent
out We Don't Die!
You're gonna rock the dead they never need the binds
They want to be with us and walk every day
So repeat these words that I say!
rock
She wanna fuck so we fuck now that's a headlock
Got her mind twisted I'm talking dreadlocks
Nigga keep talking then I hit em with the headshot
the fake, I don't wanna be your friend
If a n**** touch my brother, we gone get it in
If a n**** ain't my brother, please don't call me twin
I been 4L I love
wouldn't see you by my side
We went our separate ways and made a nigga wanna die
We went our separate ways and made a thug nigga cry
I know I did you dirty,
and bite
Just hold tight
I got ya poison bg
Just choose
Pusha man got moves
Im that empress
New groove
Chick with new tricks
Hard as a rock light
do the Bankhead if ya richest
It's the rap Mae West, the QB
And I got all my sisters with me
Oh, this is ladies night (yeah)
And our rhymes is
energy
That... family first dom toretto typa energy
I grab her by the waist
She so gentle when she next to me
Fuck it
But you know it's true
Spent weeks
to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about
to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about
started feeling funny, niggas coming short with money
I called my son, he told me chill, he'd be over in twenty
Punny, what's the deal? Niggas wanna kill
Can't love twisted emotions hard core is a drillformation get that guap
And that's a mission on this one
We in the hood
With the goonz
So high
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
Aye Rod, do or die, you revolutionized all styles of super fly
Suit & ties to every single Jordan, yeah, you knew the vibe
By the way, I still ain't
a runts she always argue nigga ion know why we fucked that lil hoe from the back ion wanna have threesome nigga that’s so gay smoking packs by the cops I
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
I emcee as free as 'Ol Dirty Bastard
You think you Catholic tryin' to appeal to the masses
The Cassius Clay of rap today
Rock a beard like Castaway
'm back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
on the level
I crush shins, the roughest hardrocks to Fruity Pebbles
Well nigga, boo hops, you know my crew rocks, who wanna test me?
I'm next G, heavens
Your a rapper scammer or trapper?
Trynna stack up them racks like LEGOs
It’s either I’m buggin or twisted
I mean what would you do for the pesos
whip like a privileged hoe
I wanna lotta commas in my bank roll
I wanna new closet full of fresh clothes
Travel the world and rock shows
I want everyone
opinion by jive jesters
At the end of the day, the biggest fact
Is you only got one life and you won't ever get it back
That's why, I plan accordingly but
the Porsche
Wanna call po's
Have me gettin' chased by the force
Didn't know I got dough
My case gettin' tossed
And I steal y'all hoes
That's why y'all base when
sell me no alibi sister 'cause all you've got I've sold
You better leave that midnight sneakin' to the one who worked it out
I don't wanna hear no back
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