Lyrics:
niggas droppin
Love me when I'm down and hated me when I was poppin
I just started rappin', now these niggas want a song with me
They hear my voice is
see-Bo, Battlecat, and Crooked I
Yukmouth, Sean T, Kokane, and Big Wy
San Quan, Second II None, and Soopafly
King T, Rappin 4-Tay, and All From The I
Dru
Fuck rap, I've been rich, crack by my stick shift
Oxy like concerts, always my bread first
"Get Mine" my nickname, O-X and cocaine
Nina my new
by ten
Free slimes need thugger and wheez
Got wunna through plea, just give lil Jeffery a bail
My time quit playing with me
I was rappin for free, bout
in the lex
My nigga Sweets had got smoked, about a month ago
By some niggas tryin' to rob me, I don't know
What made my nigga Telly Bill, fuck with
a Four-Tay
Dawn to the PM steppin to the AM so listen to what I'm sayin
Be a Mellow Man Masta Mix the Ace with the Spade
And when you race past the 3rd Bass
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
been
4 corner trappin
Locked in to rappin
Must make it happen
This ain't no Cappin
Uniting factions
That are divided by actions
We have been living in
the Squad, no more than four to five brothers
Six or more, you seen got smothered
By a fist of fury, next is the verdict
Let's hear it from the jury
my favourite verses
Cursed but now I am bursting with a purpose
I deserve this no more time wasted by lurking in a basement
Getting wasted only lines I
Victory Is Sweet (Prod. By SoultyBoiBeats)
[Signature]
SoultyBoiBeats
[intro – Khwali Fresh]
Yeah, back to the roots
Let’s talk to this people man
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
If twelve get behind me, I'ma smash shit
That Z06 so fast hope I don't crash it
Need another load I sold my last
there's someone in my house
(911 dispatch) can you please run by your address for me
(woman) 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
(911 dispatch) ma'am where inside
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
love your flashy ways
Guess that's why they broke, and you're so paid (uh)
Biggie, Biggie, Biggie (uh-huh), can't you see? (Uh)
Sometimes your words
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
killed by the police
That's why everyday I get down on my knees
And pray that the devil don't take me for keeps
These artist be rappin' like they from
on ya
(And you know the love is here, said you know the love is here)
I hear you, girl, I hear you rappin' (What you talkin 'bout?)
But now I, think
love is a peace vibe
yes
let's go down by the grapevine
drink my daddy's wine
get happy
down by the grapevine
drink my daddy's wine
get happy
bust it
(Ha)
Dick all in her mouth but my name not for discussion
(Yeah)
Made it out a city where you rappin or you thuggin
You either cappin or you
and drop her off and
Then I dump her like some ashes
Like sorry Mr johnson
For this math I have no passion
I'd rather make sweet love to the
Girl that
sweet I show them old Tay
I'm the type to kick it in won't let me in the doorway
They been popping time to slide is you down like ok
Ain't really tripping
fly guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois
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