Lyrics:
the street up
Ice Cube, nigga, you better D up
And when I come by bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I don't give a fizzle
Got ta do my
come back through and tear the street up
Ice cube, nigga, you better D up
And when I come by, bitch, you better be up
Ass up, face in the pillow
I
ain't bein' distracted by nothin'
Migits size to dekemba
I ain't back up from nothin'
Moms still stressin'
It ain't the kids its the bills stressin'
She
Now we be on cloud nine, we feeling Zeus, yeah
Model woman so fine, she want the crew, yeah
Ice it make you go blind
These bills they blue, yeah
Torin
ain't got no skill
It's a big task tryna climb a steep hill
You can hate me ima hit the top still
All I need nows money in the blue bills
with a big butt
Gang gang, get some
Talmbout racks get ya blues up
Talmbout vibes get a new one
Talmbout vibes got another one
Gang gang, this ain't
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my
another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point
Of view tangled up in blue
Go Bill, yeah!
would help
Echo in my ear whisper promise of wealth
Two hands outstretched on mother's we all blessed
Blue bills, blue checks, Red and Blue vets
No sets,
1-0-1-7 (poppin')
BigWalkDog
BigWalkDog
Big 1-0-1-7 (ayy)
Hey
Hey, hey, hey
When you poppin', every time you move, you gotta move with
of green'll give a nigga blues
A sip of purple make a nigga rue
Make a drunk person speak a sober tune (I can't go on this way)
Fuck dat, I can't do it man
on the line, It's a crime, little man's flick
It's a big man's dick, on some big norse shit
Kick back this hat, and I chomp this bit
Throw back and blast all
America
Bootys in the zubaz movies shooting like a derringer
25 - uh - came home did you miss me
Can ya feel it in the air now ya Digg(s) me
Big Bills
always use the extra cash
On the pitch I was fast, president of the class
RIP big bro, he told me never to relax
Took a trip upstate, West Point by
Blue Pink Shades, when I run big deals
Riding round the town with my brand new wheels
Cruise through the city in the morning
Guessing everybody got
Chasing after blue bills
Imma big fish and you a blue gill
Money doubled still kept it too real
I can put the baddest bitch on the bench
She say she
and some new lesbian version of the Blues Brothers. Actually, I wasn't even on the bill at all, but I knew this guy Garcia who was roadie-ing for Mellencamp
the day it's yellow gold in the evening it's blue ice
And we lighting medicine 'cause niggas is flu-like
Two guns, two mics, where I'm moving my two Nikes
tryna perfect your aim, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna get a big chain, ain't cha?
Hmm, with the medallions and the rings
Ain't cha?
Hmm, gon' get your Air
tryna perfect your aim, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna get a big chain, ain't cha?
Hmm, with the medallions and the rings
Ain't cha?
Hmm, gon' get your Air
I'm way too chill got a lot of dollar bills
Plus a house on a hill (Plus a house on a hill)
Your girl looking fine I'm about to make her mine only
the dick
If I get down too bad
Imma set up a lick
Draw out the blue print
I send a hit (blurr)
He send a hit (blurr)
Came from the mud
Bitch I'm clean big
.jpg/259px-Big_Bill_Broonzy_(1951_publicity_photo).jpg "Big Bill Broonzy")
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