Lyrics:
luv
No hugs and being surrounded by Thugs
Chilln with my uncle and cousins out da mud
From Beaumont to Lake Charles Nigga it's all luv
From a young ass
without me the shit brown but
Bitch I'm rapping now
I shook you off cuz I gotta get it can't be slowing down but
If I'm back in town
Ima stop by now tell me
Baby fuck a friend bring them all over
Couple grams from the ends bring us all closer
Ima ride till the end all my brother soldiers
Thats me, That's
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here
and what you talkin' about
Like droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause it's over and out
That's how it
fully
And the people that went too
To the Argentine when new
To escape the English laws
And wars and famine
They have proved a loyal crew just
Like all
chick grabbing all over my jonhson
Charles Bronson big slab of meat
Hungry and fresh of a monthly
So she had to eat throwing me the ass and we
Ain't even
to the future,
you know. So that's why we're here.
We want to talk mainly to the young people all over
the world, because those are the people who are going
to be
I'm, trying to get my piece of the pie
Open my eyes
Wake up everyday and I grind
Because I'm trying
To come up not just get by
Yeah I want me a slice
and Chequamegon Bay sounds
Our message will be heard all across the town
Cuz we bring the freshest inspiration around
So listen up kids cuz I'm about to break it
a disposer of affairs, trustee and guardian over all things
If they say, He, Muhammad, forged the Quran, say, Bring then ten chapters similar to it, and call
Sun green leaned into that megaphone
And said, "Truth is all I seek"
Security brought in some blowtorches
News cameras recorded the speech
"When
Sun green leaned into that megaphone
And said, "Truth is all I seek"
Security brought in some blowtorches
News cameras recorded the speech
"When
on the town, that you niggas going broke
Chop up buzz, we kill this shit
No twenty-twos, no Emmitt Smith
Pulled out on you and let it rip
Killed y'all dogs,
the ceiling, I'm sky high
Connected around the world, call me WiFi
We walk up, y'all drive-by
He chalked up, gimme high-five
Swear to God I'm on a money
all day
Cleveland Browns all day
Better listen what your grandpa say
don't play
You a visit is the only thing I'm going to pay
Boy, Wheaton, new
really cared
But by age eighteen he had lost all his hair
He used to hang out near the border of New Mexico
Spittin' in a can, but it was all for show
He
swim shorts and a moonbag
New dance they like who's that
Have her tie it in a durag and a hoop earing Like it's new jack
Nino Brown with the head shots
niggaz, it's raw, sweet aromatic
Backwood, fanatic nigga, this is Cali
Vigilante's tattered, the wife beaters and khakis
I'm taking over, cause y'all
speeding 'round town got impounded
Spending all his money on his car now he's grounded
Shitty person homie hoppin' never stopping
Sending tittie pics so I'm
Sippin the Henny, it’s beige not brown
I copped a pack, smoke loud by the pound
We hit the town, and we get it shut down
Spin the ol’ block while I’m
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
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