Lyrics:
keeps, we ain't running no scrimmage
Got yo' text, ima act like I didn't
See no cap, unless I rock my fitted
Made one of one, ain't nowhere I fit in
Say
cunt
Real hip-hop is not what they want
No faux never gon front
Shout out to all my day ones
Brenden and Amo, J-Remy and dem
Rock with my ninjas not
A yo wassup, what's good, what's good (A yo wassup, wassup)
It's J Dawoon track
How does it feel, let's get it
모두 준비가 됐어 check on
머리부터 발 끝 다
poop
But just rock, a by, rock, a by booboo
Let your fingers do the walkin, hey I'm talkin, yoohoo
Can ya, can ya hear me? Checka, checka 1-2
Ayo,
rocks real hard
Verse Two: Lord Jamar
God damn right, the L-O-are-D, J-A-M-A-are
Says peace and Allah you Akbar
Back like a motherfuckin
they holla, don’t let go
It’s your time, let ‘em know
(E&J:
Hey Nneka
Call in from New York
And give them a little something)
Verse 2 (Fresh Ink
a snake in my
Attends attends attends
Okay never mind I got it
In Montreal, I Milly Rock (fiou)
2b hide it in his sock (damn)
It's twelve o'clock (huh?)
j’étais
Ce n’est pas mon vrai visage
Tout découle des pyramides
Mes chakras désalignés
Perdu dans une vie rapide
Nightlife by myself
La suite de la folie
glow?
The devil tried running but he ain't get away
Trapped with this tunnel vision, no peripheral
Side by side with all the zombies and spirits tho
They
still let her suck this ten foot dick
Joe C. I'm a crazy hit
Down with Kid Rock in this South Park flick
I don't know much but Iknow this shit
Kyle's mama
mans and them man
These (niggaz) started this (shit) man
When it comes to the shows that I rock and the flows that I drop
Y'all know Run killed
used to get dissed by the chicks
And everyone would chase me and hit me with bricks
And rocks and sticks and calling me names
And filled my lunchbox with
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
watch who you approachin'
I'm not your R & B singer, so ain't no need for vocal coachin'
Just a forty and a roach and I'll admit you rock the units
Five bad boys wit da power to rock you
Blowin ya mind so ya gotta get into
Five five what you waiting
Four four if you want to
Three three
Two
easy
Probably brain washed by T.V
Pushin' work fun and easy
D-E-A tricky
Family feud glitchy
Survey say's he snitchn'
My sweatshirt Givenchy
And I rock
To play me, ba-by, hey he,
Gone need a track from God featuring Jesus or Jay-Z
Go on floss; ball where it cost
Smile for the cameras, take your shirts
mezclas con DJ Piero Pineda
Mais, mais comment ça, le monde est tit-pe? (Eh)
Tu croyais quoi, qu'on se verrait plus jamais?
J'pourrais t'afficher mais
“MAKE ME SHAKE”
Lyrics by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music Produced by Chris Blood
Copyright c 2016
“MAKE ME SHAKE”
Lyrics by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music Produced by Chris Blood
Copyright c 2016
I failed again at being sober
Wake me up when comes october
Take my soul, its growing colder
She kicks rocks, I carry boulders
Temps passe mais
episode, I'll let you know for free
The joint is It's Tricky by Run-DMC
If you a hater, stop runnin' your mouth
LL Cool J's mama said knock you out, peace
you how we gonna go through cos everywhere we go to
My people are wise we gonna take you by surprise because we switching up the lines
I got something
Gotta soak in the rays
When I spark up a j
Praise lord for the day
Ok
Just lost a pack and covered my re
Times dat by four
From long time I was in basic
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