Lyrics:
got no bullets
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Top two for five, three for five, we rollin!
[Fat Joe]
Now I'm in too deep
Only sixteen already hold a name
men tomorrow had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of brawn were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
men tomorrow had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of brawn were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
men tomorrow had their feet in the wallow
And their heads of brawn were nicer shorn
And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust
motherfuckers actin' chilly like they was made from the snow
I'm the Revenant bitch, y'all just a page in my book, Dinky
(Kill all sheep!)
Sixy bimbos on shelf
moves, both feet too stuck
Now I gotta get it 3 ways, like V-stuck
Couldn’t hit the road, why? My V stuck
Said my money too slow, nigga keep up
Now my
on that mask, that boy tryna get banged (huh)
How I hit a rat, but I fucked on lil' Minnie, then saw I was blocked by her man
I want 'em whacked that's
with her feet in the hall
She'll give you a slap when you need a pinch
Weighs more by the foot than she does by the inch
She's a real beauty
A real cutie
ninja like very quickly, hey
by the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away
I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck
now I stab people
I wake up fine and dandy, but then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
I ran to the bathroom, but she was there...
Out cold
Indiscreet
In the flesh
In the tub
Surrounded by countless empty bottles and jars
Of skin care
of love
In misery
By forty three
Open up your eyes
To the beauty in
The unknown
The other Side and
How you've grown
I'll fly tomorrow
Don't want to go
Back
Where I lived it was clean / divide by three / don’t slow it down / just point it towards the rectory / rotting trees lined the streets / rotting
told Nicodemus
God, said yes He did, He told Nicodemus man you must-a be born again
Verse #1:
Well there was a man of the Pharisees
By the name
Red heart on me I be wishing it was chrome
Roll up a 3.5 finna get in my zone
It be a lot I be wanting when I be alone
Skywalker Kush in the blunt
be shown
Got em in check I can tell by the tone
I'm in the mood imma call up yo phone
Ahh
Yea
Getting real close needa back back
Ahh
Falling off ouu
pandemic papi With UE on go
I'm from a place where they put rip tees on bro
And I was seeded in the trap so In the streets I grow
Whoa
Ok One band two bands
pants size
That'll work on someone else baby, but not me
Believe what you see, not words cause talks cheap
I was sneaking in my girls crib we were really
her pants size
That'll work on someone else baby, but not me
Believe what you see, not words cause talks cheap
I was sneaking in my girls crib we were
a freebie
I got em for cheap cheap
I ran up a M
Ay this shit was easy
Shawn Warren
The way i been trappin
Should get me a grammy
Im wit three of em
We in
were a CNA?
Back in late December when winter came what a cold month
To tell me I was a dad about to have a kid in Tucson
I felt like a winner turned
were wet,
The Prussian Major gaily laughed, and lit a cigarette.
But mid the white-faced villagers who cowered in horror by,
Was one who saw
you a phony
He thought he knew me
That was the old me
Niggas can't hold me
RIP Kobe
Poppin my shit
I'm in the bubble
You in the stands
I'm in the huddle
sing, yeah
Aim at ya' feet make ya' dance
Waiting for me to advance
Patience is key
But I lost my keys, hold up, damn
Pacing for miles
Ace in the deck,
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