Lyrics:
of that, Neptune-ology
Gangsta philosophy, yep yep I gotta be
Real high, whenever writing my novelty
Because it adds to my celebrity
So I celebrated,
[Chorus: x2]
The east to the west
Up north to the down south
Live wires connect
So if you swangin' on thangs
(Keith Murray, UGK and oh my
teller to
Holla and hit the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh
the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh this cannot be!
Who shot JMJ
Nip
me nostalgic wondering what could've been
Middle of the day making song number three
Wit hairspray OST to see what could be
If I'm real talking bout it
me nostalgic wondering what could've been
Middle of the day making song number three
Wit hairspray OST to see what could be
If I'm real talking bout
The Little Daddy Shane
[Little Daddy Shane]
The mic is all mine
MC's crawl by when they see this tall guy
Six foot three huh, nobody's small fry
cus there's nothing left to feel for
My roll dogg just got played by a real whore
But all bitches run back once we see board
We need more than a 20 spot
AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones
a learner's fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Acting like you fucking with me, that's
real motherfuckers, and I be hood Dre
I'm Tabius Tate, I'm like Will Smith
I'm a fresh price, and I fill banks
(Look, look)
Four-fours and big Glocks,
the vintage
It's from 'Bleached by Abigail'
And you know I got the shoes
"Zubafy" it's by 'Zoom'
3rd down we stoppin ya mafia mafia
3rd down we stoppin ya mafia
Intro]
im up by 6am 1Rail
Up by 6am Fleak Type
up by 6am
we be on the grind yeah i be
im up by 6am pay the money
up by 6am yeah
up by 6am unhhh
the king New York yeah that's big shoes to fill
Gained all of the will and smiths no uncle Phil
When it's time for a drill nigga I don't need no pill
Huh you
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
and the gold
But that never been the goal
Vintage gear, head to toe
When they see me heads will roll
I love me a challenge, I don’t beat around the bush
I don’t
Wanna Know You Better
By Ruben H Smith III
You’re my Genie
You’re my genie
In a bottle
Coke body so fine my model
I be thinking about how to wow
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
your money in the slot if your block don't got
A real representer cocked for action like my block got
Rhyme skills three and a quarter for them drop tops
ain't ready to roll, niggard
(You ain't ready to ride)
Once upon a time in the chi
There were three real killers who bust guns and puff fi
They copped
technical difficulties
Please stand by"
[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]
Auto four six seven five four three
Equals, the levels, of nobody in this
Boy, I'm Will Smith-ing
Keep my mind fresh, huh
I'm in mint condition, okay
Watch that, top back, huh
I'm still wearing all black, I just passed
I will
perfect all the time
She sexy by design
I don't pull up for nothing
But your body dey make adey run and shouting
Big Butty gal fun fooler op3d3 oba me d3
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