Lyrics:
your mom singin' "Hmmm, hmm, hmmm"
Cause nowadays lot of niggas got coward ways
So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads
But I'm tryin'
is "The Villain"
My homey from the see-P-T, cold chillin
Now as time flies by I see the game gettin mo' reala
As I get mo' scrilla, can you dig it?
floors
Lord knows I drive fast in my driveway
I pop tags and throw 'em down and make the ground shake
God damn, a pint of lean almost 5k
I be spendin' 25k
pullin' out them tecs
Man I got dem mac's man I got dem k's
and I got dem nine's and I got them a's r-15's and them 22-trey's
Player wanna ride I'm
have gone by, my my how she grew
I liked her looks when I carried her books in Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)
I'm gonna send a wire, hoppin'
And Positive K
Lyrics real sweet like candy
It's just like a condom
We keep one handy!
Go Puba, go Positive
Go Puba, go Positive
Go Puba, go
on Rick Owens mixed with Ksubi (yessir)
Call me Shordie, A.K.A, Mr. Stashter, Mr. Frat Boy
Get it goin', I am a rapper
(Woo, offset)
Lamborghini,
play, I'mma knock his fuckin face off
Hit the bullet, oh boy I'm going AWOL
Said the K to them childrens behind that G wall
Got a hundred foot chain, hoes
that shit they be dreamin' of
Yeah, uh, on the Clicc, I got 700K for this shit
I'm up now, fuck what they sayin I got money now
7.62 shells flip when
keep a couple killer k ripper ski up
In all black and bring them K's in (grrrr)
Body decapitated
Head knocked off his muthafckin' shoulders
Btch, I'm
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
thy children, before the end!
Han k'win saik (for those who have departed)
Oh Xalpen, the voyagers have docked and with them comes the darkness
up riiide
I don't a k k k v l o g anyway PR is a death trap any day
Tried why the flame post?
Blamed by the chained clothes.
Pained by the soft
se k tomu vrátit hele
Říkám ti to popravdě
Měl by si se vrátit k tomu, co si dělal dřív
Já, já bych udělal všechno
Cokoliv bych udělal pro to prostě
right, yo
Verse One: Dr. Dre
fuck the motherfucking police!
They don't want peace, they want a nigga deceased
So he'll cease to be a problem, and by
The act of makin love...is...
[REFRAIN]
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by
the VIP by the pendant
Still in a meeting, be back in a minute
I tell her activate, throw it back, it got an appetite
Patek K call me six figures,
Kurupt
(Eastside, ride)
K- Kurupt, word, I got my nigga Greg Nice
(Right there nigga, right there)
Baby Jesus and the Allstars (babbbby babbby)
Tha
carried by the big six, domino
Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled by the black menace
K Dot Thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
ride on our enemies
Biatch! When we ride on our enemies
Hey, got some static for some niggas
On the other side of town
Let my little cousin K roll, he's
to ni tro gliceryna
Wywołamy deszcz tu Be O Ka
Rap kap kap kap kapie na ich łeb znów
Zegar mówi tik tak Bisz tak to jest twój
Czas by wyleczyć polski rap
(come here)
He bang 23K so if we spot 'em, he get dropped
Causin' hell like fuck 12, they want me rottin' in a box
If the police pick me up, I cut my
Drive-by in Compton
Ich sag', „Rest in Peace“ und geh' Tennis spielen (c'est la vie)
Und Kim K. sagt
„Hol den Jet-Ski, ich will auf diese Insel da!“
Doch
try to raid, I'mma hit the fuckin pigs with the K's
I ain't tryna do a lick of time
Spend all my last money, the bills too high
His jewelry, his whip
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