Lyrics:
a million more be here by the morning
Think I'm dumb but I'm not that guy, I got four that will fit in my ride
I got more thats on the outside, They just wait
ain't talking about charter and I see a person outside ima bark
I'm, like a pitbull if pitbull was darker. I'm talking tone not tone like the color
I'm
a picture
I'm counting money
I just want me seven figures
You mess with Chako
He gon' bite you he a pitbull
I'm in the cut finna shoot you
If you ack up
I'm
through songs and shit
On me, that's on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the homie
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Long Beach
Fumblin'
shit
Yet unaware of how chaos sits
To see a person's psyche split
Oh little red Riding bitch
A perfect pink rises and sets, should I digress?
I'm
the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like cocoon (ayy, top, cocoon)
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
(The weed, the hash or the 'caine)
(Afflicted by the pressures of life)
(Or the Desi' being stained on my brain)
Tempted by the sins of life,
see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya
It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club wit the chrome
While
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
I'm sayin, outta here
Ay but it's going down cuz it's '94 you
Know by 2000 niggas gon' get fed up
(Amerikka Eatz Itz Young)
(Amerikka Eatz Itz Young)
and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I
No matter what people say
I'm gon' keep rapping this way
No matter what you may think
I'mma keep doing my thing
I'm the worst thing since fat
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my questions)
Nobody don't care
(Feels like I'm pressed, why do I stress?
I'm sprung and I'm young
And I'm dumb, full of cum
I'm a fiend, you the drug
I'm high
Baby so fly, ain't nothing I won't buy
Baby drive
I'm too
running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat
Niggas is finished before they gimmicks: one-hit wonders
What? Big balls, that's why when I spit, your clique stalls
I'm a pitbull, I'm just dog, I'm
When I say I'm doing don't you know it ain't like that?
It's your chance, step in line or fall back
Plenty of time for glory days to come back
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
get me some
Club-hoppin', tryin' to get me some, bad bitches wanna get me sprung
Early in the morning, I'm wakin' bakin', drinkin', contemplatin'
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
it go
Tops of our heads to tips of our toes
We're untouchable
Everyday the sun'll shine
Took this dream and made it mine
I'm gettin down one thing that
I said lean into it
You know that feeling you been
Feeling got you leaking fluid
Truth is
Sweat is all up on your brow
Butterflies flutter by
You
mad, it's like fab, it's like a million-dollar slut it's like
Summer Royalty
It's like drunk, it's like sprung, it's like I can't afford a fuck
Summer
[Technique]
By dawn's early light
I shine brighter than the stars in the night
And 'bout ready for a fight
Come noon, I've consumed enough
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