Lyrics:
Ain't nobody changing us
No you can not hang wit us
Don't know them niggas they ain't wit us
Ain't from where I'm from not
The same as us
Ain't no love
Slide up inna Panorama panoramic picturing
Drive by wit clips shooting movies no premiering
I whip the jag at a red light I veer it
Ain't tryna be
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
It's cool tho no love hoe
Just top tho that sloppy joe
I want it all in ya don't talk hoe
I like short girls no tall hoes
I love slab rides and tahoes
too
Bitch if you stalking me I'm stalking you
Nigga I ride wit spiders only kill yo homie
You bet not cry, when the Glock cry
Burn yo mouth up like
They probably look up to me
Against the world it was just us
And that was enough for me
But now I ride round by myself
Safety first
Fasten my belt
Main
this shit, I wanna ride wit blick
When I grow up
I wanna be the shit, I don't wanna be like this
When I grow up
I just wanna escape but you can't run
We bout to take a ride
2022 Cold War 85
Driving fast like we aint tryna Be alive
Got the diesel in the air when We flying by
See through you like
a fiend for this rap
Thing since Ra was no joke
On point like I shot it wit a scope (psssh)
I got it and it's dope
I gotta take this game by the throat
chart and I will not, stop
But we ride, then we roll, and you stop (like we always do it 'bout this time)
Yeah we go, yeah we go (hey, hey, hey)
Yeah
chart and I will not, stop
But we ride, then we roll, and you stop (like we always do it 'bout this time)
Yeah we go, yeah we go (hey, hey, hey)
Yeah
still fuck wit' you no matter what you do
I'ma always love you too
She say she love me and she love
Me and she jus' wanna kiss me
She like I tell
on your sand castle
Check the flavor all natural
(Beat your feet) hot Niks, son
(Heat-mizer) before you get the main course
(Taste a appetizer)
Submerged
joe
Look
By now y'all niggas done know 2x
Niggas hate they could blow on dick
You talkin' too hot, you get put on a screen
I ain't talkin bout Nolan
Yo yo
Sit back, toss dice in a knick trap,
Serve big crack in white T's and fitted caps,
These sick reps, this my life you just spit raps,
I been
buzzin' then that's who you should hit up
This really my last year doin' this shit, no cap
I hope y'all enjoyed all the Rap Up's, it's a wrap (it's over,
the air miss wit a homie, wait for the whistle
Who you thought we was? Temperatures might rise
Before everybody feel the fire from the five's
I told
ignorin' ya page
I can't respect you no more, you's a fraud and a snake
But you noticed that's the hate that I love
You see me eating off rap, that same
buckin' through the school zone
Free Lil Bronson, Free Lil Titus
Lil Joe Joe josin' by his self
Shoulda told them niggas no
When them niggas called for
to show how miserable life is
You know my moms and pops Joe they brought me up righteous
But temptations why my life's like this
Smile and reminiscing
it's so electrifyin'
No denyin' that I'm tryin' to undress her
With that phony rap, you wouldn't even get near it
She wouldn't go for sugar-coated
the 80's fucka
Nasty flow, scrappy no, hate or love us
Baby brother if rap was movin' packs
I'm servin' pounds now
Yeah, you hot in ya hood
I'm burnin' towns
followin'
What?
That crew got it on again
What they doing mixing
Beats wit rap and zapin'
Why you fussing
Where you getting?
What you know 'bout
How we do
on the mike
(It's a bird!)
(It's a plane!)
No
I'm Su...Su...Super Rhymes
(Rhymes)
(Rhymes)
(Rhymes)...
It's the new thing, makes you want to swing
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