Lyrics:
the game you better ask somebody
I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat
I drop this funk which is bumped by the streets
I been around the hood three
I'm as ill as chicks with dicks
Scuff my kicks I'm bustin licks
Openin somebody up like Vicks
Purchase ism by the bricks
Plus I brick
brand
They got their fans
They got a million eyes looking at their lives
So when is mine gonna start 'cause I'm running on fumes
Take your time,
He said "kid, I'm gonna put you in a cell
I want your wallet and your belt"
I said, "Obie, I can understand your wantin' my wallet, so I don't have
as a time of heartbreak and distress
Remember me, remember me, cause I'll be with you in your dream, ohh,ohh
Don't cry I'm with you don't cry I'm by your side
say na because you selfish
Say because, say because, because aghh!...
Somebody bless me... Listen to the sermon I be giving
Like a pastor, me and Sabi
big ass homes big rolls that don't fold
Comin' live from the Deep up on a fire Drew Banga beat
Handful of real niggas left in there I gotta be
I been
If somebody loves me 这句就能画个圈
没关系就这样也好I am okay
只是别担心要相信你和我的相遇yeah
哪怕只有一次也要让你无眠
我现在想和你和你和你
徜徉在海里海里海里
快乐的声音声音声音
萦绕在耳际耳际耳际
I'm gonna be be comfortable
Half Baked,
At the cabin by the Lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat (??).
meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow i can't believe this
Somebody got to do it shit, why not me
I'm gonna bang this bitch the fuck out!
You better - You might wanna
he missed
I'm shoppin' I bought me a lick
(All of my money be thicc)
(Yea that shit Jiggly yea that shit gonna go twerk)
(Somebody said he was sick)
ill use so I'm done doing favors
I wish you luck cuz your gonna be alone when in labor
The dad ain't in the picture cuz he can't handle all the pressure
that Travis
Don't let out the antidote
Or this story could end tragic
Like Romeo and Julie
You live for the drama baby truly
And I could die from
All
play the block I ain't the type to punch your clock
I'm the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop
I live life in the fast lane, I make a grove
Watchin' Half Baked,
At the cabin by the Lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat .
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
well
When it's all done, I'm probably going to hell
And I wanna make sure the story they're gonna tell is
I'm a real nut coming outta my shell
And I
all that good stuff it'll be allright won't it?
Hey, by the time you've got this lot in your hands, by the way, we shall have been in the studio working
through
But still you're with somebody new
And afraid of feelings baby aren't you?
I'm not jealous by the shit she gets from you
Still is not enough cause I
me
Juve and B.G. with me
Turk and Manny with me
The C-M-B with me
They lettin' loose
Nigga be bout cha issue get lost in gun smoke
Now I'm
The truth may hurt but it's not a crime
I'm gonna start my life
If you love somebody
Tell them right now
If you love somebody
Tell them right now
If you
you not gonna
Live Again
Fuck the law
Fuck the opps
Somethin gotta drop
Somethin getting screwed
Even if I don’t catch the body
Somebody gotta make
the way, you lot talk so much
I'm surprised that your
Tongues ain't swelling
Once again, would somebody tell him?
I'm gone like say I'm gonna run away
me a
Desire for His work, man
Kill me if you want, but I'm
Gon' get back out that dirt, man
Not yet what I'm gonna be
But not what I used to be
I bless
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