Lyrics:
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
the throne
If you ain't bout workin', just leave us alone
Takin' our path all through the unknown
This the only way to get known
Love this music like it's home
And we gotta talk to em, yea
Soldier
Got this big thirty-eight, we gone bang out
Money in my pocket, fuck nigga let it hang out
Do something nigga do
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
wouldn't let loose
There right before our eyes hip-hop was produced
The fire kept on burnin like a doggie in heat
You couldn't help to feel the flavor as you
She got everything cus she bang wit us
Rollin' wit the team
Bangin'
Type to keep it kosha know she dangerous
We got everything that you need
Need
Aye yeah It's TILLO
QPM in this mothafucka
We got them we got them we got them
Big (Big) thangs (Thangs) full drum boom let it bang
At the strip we
the tweeters bang,
You hear that bass from 'round the way,
(HITTIN’ SO DAMN ITS MAKIN’ THE GROUND SHAKE!)
(THEY WANT US TO) Turn our speakers down
(WE) Turn
Raised by my momma, yup
Play for Toronto son
Got game, so from the ladies
Get a lot of love
I aint tryna brag, I aint gassed
Nope, not at all, hot
of big, we bang out
Since my man died, we don't hang out
We blow brains out, we tear the club up pullin things out
Mafia world, all my niggaz max out
We bad
Breeze in our car, no BT and Rendo
Alacazam when the caliber bangs
Chillin' on the Ls like death row (dead)
Pull up on dem and let go
Five seconds
big cuz got me
Taking this dream of ours and turning into reality,
Making the fam proud as if Queen Clara Mary Billy Beaver all looking down at me,
Me
Crip walk
Bang hard, run yards, flip cars
Cause you fucking with millionaires
Big stars only clocking a grip will make our
Dicks hard i come through when
Ooh It's a shame (Shame shame shame shame)
Told me 'bout your ex
And now I know he is a lame (Lame)
If we fall in love
Then my loving ain't the same
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But there's
I think I fell in love with a porn star
And got married in the bathroom
Honeymoon on the dance floor
And got divorced by the end of the night
hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre
hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre
nothin' but love
Hosted by the ladies who lookin' for somethin' to rub
When we roll out, we roll on dubs, rollin' up bud
The Theodore Unit, we
to take
A new big bang is coming today
With a little more love we can change our way… our way…
We can change our way!
A new big bang is coming today
No
they stayin act hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
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