Lyrics:
Yeah
Words from a wise man who's barely under age 30
Menbu ma b3m that's what myself tell me
Mepie na rappers aka d3m chale my eye reddy
Cuz if you
bounce, to the ounce"
More, bounce.. to the ounce!
"More bounce, to the ounce"
Check eight seven six five four three two one
Money earnin Mount
You bully bro? You wanna harm me?
I got my crew by my side, it's army
Words are weapons, I gotta let my bars speak
One little, two little, three
Ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, boo-boo
Momma that man back again
Y-T, part two
Yeah, man, turn me up, Niko
Ooh, ooh, ooh, boo-boo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Who That Who
Live with us H-B
What what (echo)
[Chorus: x3]
(B.G.) Niggas in trouble cause the Hotboys behind the trigger
(Juvenile) You don't want this out
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
It's a kodak moment
We the three live crew
She like dark skin niggas
Like I'm kodak to
Bitch I'm in the strip club
With ho you call boo
And she
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
roll wit' nothin' but them real niggaz (One),
hard to kill niggaz (Two)
Quick-to-grab-the-steel niggaz, (Three)
soldier in the feel niggaz (Four)
Hard
direction
And if I phone her
She comes over
I take you closer
Take your clothes off
Fuck with one, two, three, four, five
Bitches every night
Rockstar live
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
Welcome to the Mario Party!
1, 2, 3 and let's-a go
It's ya boy M-A-R to the I to the O
Welcome ya to my big ass fuckin' house up in the hills
You
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
in your behind I said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme whatcha got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2
by two
They're hollow
One by one and two by two
They choke
One by one and two by two
Over you
Two by two and three by three
They grew
Four by four
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
you're in front of the barrier or not
I want you to make some noise (make some noise, yo)
(One, two, three)
Listen up lil' man, they call me Big Chip
like X and I terminate like Schwarzenegg'
Dum-di-dum rock, like Buju Banton
Soup like wonton, fuck by the ton, drums
Please, my whole crew's makin'
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