Lyrics:
yolo
My cousin blood I call em rojo
This choppa sing I call em roro
My bitch Hispanic her brother a cholo
They cant avoid me just like a pothole
My bitch
the yard
A rat nigga cannot (no), if he a chomo, he cannot (no)
Don't get into politics, move like a king, I'm too laid back
Some niggas' paperwork be
thousand dollars"
Everybody said, "OK, that's better"
I'd like to retire with
200 thousand dollars someday
San Quentin, not San Clemente
Do not pass go, go
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
things
He got some issues
He don't like to dive into
He got some problems
That'd he rather just keep bottled up
And lately he been taking shots
That
aye
Rockstar living man I want new givenchy
Serena Williams chains probably drip em out in tennis
Baby bro a clout but he still bout his business
Like
through it, right
And, I'll never forget it I had like eight rhyme books--he'll tell you, he'll tell you man
I just, I went through them motherfuckers I
they walk down the street
Yeah.
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He
just a little?
Boy, what a cad, I guess we shouldn't treat him bad
In fact, it would be nice if we understood him like
A case of positioning the feet
just a little?
Boy, what a cad, I guess we shouldn't treat him bad
In fact, it would be nice if we understood him like
A case of positioning the feet
night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "We could go hit the Peapods"
I was like "yeah, that's my favorite spot"
Plus I like it there
is your brain on drugs"
I pick up my remote control and just turn
'Cause with that bullshit I'm not concerned
See me and my brother jump in the BM
Started acting like an asshole and made that girl hurt
And I - fuck give me a sec, alright
All he would do is ignore her and just work
Only time he thought
Yeah so now you see what I'm talkin bout nigga
You see what that love shit do ya
This nigga said he had love nigga and this nigga done shot yo brother
Lord Finesse just showing you how I do things
Yeah, like I said
Got the brothers in the house Harry-O and Shel-Rumble
Rock-A-Lot, my man
, "Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said
"Okay" stop by the cheap tobacco store
Two swishers
him an' me
And he just looked disgusted an' pointed toward the telephone
I called up the station down the road a ways
And he said he wasn't very
him an' me
And he just looked disgusted an' pointed toward the telephone
I called up the station down the road a ways
And he said he wasn't very
pet
And gettin' neutered by the vet
He got his paws caught in a net
Then he said to be or not to meeeow!
William Shakespeare's in my cat
He rarely ever
head hanging low
I noticed him when he first walked in
And he was addicted to drugs but he said I feel it
And brother I want to get up and testify
So
Laura)
Said, "What in the world are y'all doing here, brother?" (What in the world?)
He just laughed inside that old Chrysler Town and Country van
With
Chapter 1 THE PORCUPINE FROM HAMBROOK
William von Goldenlion is a very sensitive porcupine. He works for Guitback, the major industry in Hambrook.
just hoping that he last
He on his ass
Huffing and puffing, getting tagged
See what this nigga feel
Would only make them niggas laugh
He felt
God is able he's able
So by faith just walk on through
What I would ever do without you
I would never make it without you
Through the storms of life
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