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seen it on the TV show
Uh oh
OK, A B I O C O C C C...
OK, OK, you better listen to me good, 'cause this is the ABCs of Anarchism
A B C OK
We'll be
Two gunshots to my homie's head, dyed in his vest
Shot him to death and left him bleedin' for his family to see
I pass his casket gently askin, is
mind and clean your cash out See a nigga had to pay me if he ever owed me A thug about my business, I'll do ya homie Drink the O-E and tote the tech nine
a saved soul
I want to give thanks to him
If I am counting my blessings
One by one
Two by two
Anyway is fine
Speaking of the things
That the Lord has done
I
a hundred bunch o' bullets 'bout to put 'em all in him
Nigga walked in with a hundred rounds in 'em
And he seen a nigga chicken I was comin' down in it
the D-O to the see and growing like a tree and
Causing much destruction cause I'm crushing
Complimented much, yeah, but never blushing
Hard like a criminal,
too gone for tonight
Sunday by the morning
I be askin' who am I?
Said she want to see me
I'll be too gone with the right one
Plastic for the heart
He
Oh he want war? Let's do it
Man that nigga a bitch, I see through him
They know Mikey a demon, he ready
I pass him the knocker and brodie gon' what?
P.O.W. - the eye to eye contact was all that
I dug your little steelo; fine, you dug mine
You want my digits? I'm with it (take it)
You could ring me
catcher
You want me to go down into the basement
And see if there's a skunk down there, that's where you think he is?
Sorry, but I wouldn't even know
o's
She said that I don't treat her the best
I can't be the only one she know
Like she got a see through dress, girl
I can see what's going on
Not
the way
Come cross that bridge, you'll get a headstone
I told him we don't play
Gon' bend your block by myself
Show them bitches how to erase
Now D.O
, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
You want
, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine
Out of line, pistols barkin' "Ar, ar" ride or die
Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs
You want
coming soon just like o-k-see money music to my ears DO-RE-MI (Haha)
Ridin with no rims I call it t-shirt with no panties on
Threw some rims on it now it
that I would make it here See how far we've come o
Oya Kigbe Ogo fun oluwa
Oya kigbe ogo fun oluwa
I don't want to lie, won’t say that I made it by
I stay low
Representing the pimp, bitches making my dough
In a different stage, I must of went on a rampage
Me and the D.O.C. are always hitting
named P-O-P, D-O-A, R-I-P
Caught him at the D-M-V, while my ass T-N-T
Down the F-D-R doin eighty, in the E-S-3
Put you in E-M-S, break A-T-M's, K-F-C
I know Paul, Paul, yeah
You know but see, yeah, y'all may know him by other names
Hermes, Pan, Ion, You know mm ton of shit
Sperm bank
I didn't
o'clock in the morning
I woke up
because Amos and Archie had started barking
That made me very angry
because I wasn't feeling well and I told them
I
o'clock in the morning
I woke up
because Amos and Archie had started barking
That made me very angry
because I wasn't feeling well and I told them
I
listen, the spiritual not with him, man
But when I see Barack Obama
I see his smile, integrity and honesty
I respect that, go Barack O
I, I, I respect that
[Intro - Pharrel]
Malice saying we to hot
New verses please
c'mon!
[Chorus - Pharrel]
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, what them boys want
county like a parade or second line
Chew a crew up, bitch ever tryin' to press his luck
I do a walk-by and leave him dry like a pool puck
And like a mad
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