Lyrics:
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
All last night we were learning
Drank our cheques by the bar
Somewhere bridges were burning
As the walls came down at the Star
Squad cars fanned
Intro
Yeah.......... It's Legendary DonCapo
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Chorus
We, we, we put the whole world under pressure ( under pressure )
You can't
you won't be coughing as much
I've been growing like the Hulk, these guns best of the Gulf
Feeling it like Shulk, the hunk: can't get enough
Axe
project failed since the very begin
Feeling tired of the struggles of life
Looking with shame at your family's eyes
Putting the gun at your mouth and say
Take my bitch out to Asia Copped a plane ticket, now we goin' to Jamaica
Then I'm finna fuck her in Malaysia My girl bought her paper, and fuck that
will know that we cannot escape danger
Or the fear of it
By crawling into bed and pulling the covers over our heads
We have to eat and drink so well
will know that we cannot escape danger
Or the fear of it
By crawling into bed and pulling the covers over our heads
We have to eat and drink so well
was guns under the counter every time.
Guns under the counter every time.
Guns under the counter every time,
And bowling on the second floor.
Very
stereos I cause hysteria up in ya area
There's no comparison, when I'm catchin' wreck I cause destruction
Load the mic up like a gun and bust one
What up
to trust
Under the red moon I feel your love
Under the night sky where it's just us
Under the red moon I feel your touch, I feel your touch I feel your touch
you want, just let it bump
Like you got Scott Storch tied up in the trunk
I'm the ice cream truck man, guns in the trunk man
Drugs in the trunk man,
Life gets hard some times I know dat
So I keep ma heart blacked out like Kodak
Keep a Couple of a 11s by side
We grip and den we ride
We thuggin thru
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
the gun
Under the gun
You really shouldn't do that
No, it's not good for your health
Cause of all the men I've slain before
No, I don't trust myself
you want, do or you dont
Everything's under the gun
But you are still burning
Pressure is high, do or you die
Everyone's under the gun
But you are still
To the motion hopin to toke what I'm smokin'
[Chorus: x2]
Sick man of Asia let the herb heal
Take a rickshaw of Asian all party be waitin'
The land where
the point of view
Stay weird
Larry met Wesley
Under dungeon dim lights
And after cleaning the contraption
They bled by candlelight
Found peace in
difference is
I didn't listen to the warnings
But I brushed it off as an overreaction
But now I know I had an under reaction
When my best man tried to warn me
it's nearly dawn but he carries on
Slay (Slaaaaay!) on all his bitches, it's dismaying to the missus
But it's a one-night stand in America, Asia, Europe,
a song
About the continents where we all belong
There are seven in total let's have some fun
Learning about them one by one
North america a land of dreams
Yeah yeah yeah
The worlds strickin' by
A sickness, what is this?
We witness the world
Crumble apart into this
Ocean of wickedness,
Where right wing
muscadine wine by the time he was nine
Sneakin' out and smokin' cigarettes under the porch
He was a melon stealin'
Cop-a-feelin'
Daredevil fool
Under stand that shit, no... we don't
Under stand that shit, no... we don't
Under stand that shit, no... we don't
Under stand that shit, no... we
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