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rock steady, rock around the clock
pop heavy, händ ke liebi för die gottverdammte cops
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keep it real
I got million-dollar deals
I want billion-dollar thrills
I been flying around the world
Like I got some time to kill
I don’t work no 9 to 5
gas fires
Turns out I'd do anything
To be the well liked college try-hard
That was back when my playlists sounded like frat party basements
Dreams
dogg of 'em all
And you's a flea, and
And since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
And give it to you mother fuckers like bust-a-bust
I keep
all
And you'se a flea
And since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
And give it to you mother fuckas like Bust-a-Bust
I keep the heat
Ay Ayy
Bitch its Spicy K
Don't give a fuck what you saying
We gon' steal yo fucking chain
This the Greenwich Anthem
Fuck you mean
Cruising through
don't make itself
Grindin all by myself
I’m grindin i don’t need no help
My money gon make itself
My money gon make itself
Hey
Dis moon rock not for
the spotlight
I still hold the Glock with
The wrist twist like this
Gangster shit, no thanks to shit
Niggas selling a million records
More banks to split
Jay-Z
Pleightfour Presents: Location Unknown Four: Happy Hour.
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From the 234
Spray em like 4'4's
In a four door , with 5 percent tint
Oh lord
Shawty got a fine figure, body 4 by 4
Spent a night now she wanna link
stiff in the midfield like Xhaka
How many times have I been mad stagnant
I'm trying to kick on now, get these bangers out and produce these anthems
But
We often testament of every cultural element
Ever sent to us by the ancestors as though we manifest it
Some new world pedestrians
Just lounging
on down, (check me out)
EKG get on down, (ah) playa hatin on us
How we sound
Niggas don't understand what we all about
Tryin to sell a million records
I party like a rock star, let the Benz fishtail
All out the window, I got it off a fish scale
Rollie with the big face, now I need the gold one
never coming back
And this sample really hit my soul
Remember we was kids wish that we could bring those summers back
We be like la di da di da
let our
grah, shootin' out the Hummer today
I'm in a bad mood, so I feel like dumping today, yeah
One bad move, I'ma dump at his face
Keep the toolie by my
cards
Behold the one man million man march
Takes a nation 400 year violation
Apocalyptic no power in this happy hour
Hazardous no you don't like
raw and all of your
Bars is baking soda'd up
Like having sex with a fractured
Pelvis you broke us fuck
You and got no chicken veggie store
I have four
relax wit' us, shorty!
When we drop, it's platinum plus, shorty!
Whoa! you see the rocks with the rays
I mess up your eye's like blunt of that haze
Cartel. We got all the guns that you need to feel secure, provided by the Weapons industry. Kid Rock heaven. All you have to do is stay in your place and do
bringing nosie in the wranglers
Rock all the heads big times and alzheimers
Shot the pill while I drop skills up in Brazil
Now the pitch
Lord save us
Bop... Bop (bow) Bop... Bop (Bow) Rock... Rock (Bow) Rock... Rock (Bow)
Bop... Bop (bow) Bop... Bop (Bow) Rock... Rock (Bow) Rock... Rock (Bow)
the world for three years
A hell with a vacation
Vocation of vocalization
Especially with the impact
Of "It Takes a Nation of
Millions to Hold Us Back"
You
That's how we do it
[Red 1] Collabo, Beatnuts and Rascalz
[Beatnuts] Beatnuts and Rascalz, we don't stop
[Misfit] Nobody do it like us yo
[Red 1] Holding
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