Lyrics:
stacked down, heavenly guarded by hollow tip slug
Then crack down, on wannabe thugs adapt to gat sound
And bow down, slow the fuck up, see how my foul
And I will put that on my
Life by my motherfucking gun
No killer but I do not
Take no shit from anyone
Bitch, bow fucking down
Or you might not see
down
Shit's about to go down down
Bow down
Can we play for one last time
Let's watch how our days go by
I know you're probably scared of me
If I were
Robin, put a rocket to your noggin, pop a rock of Molly, Kelly got me rollin
I said fuck it, me and villa on top we gon run it
White bitch wasted but I’ll
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Pharoahe fucking Monch, ain't a damn thang changed)
(Whole squad get it down like this)
(Sheek Louch, God)
these days
Ashes to ashes, down the street and then we meet
It's just so hot outside
I'm feeling the heat from within
While I melt myself to death
wanna do shit
We keep on tryna touch shit, let's get hit
I ain't dissin' but you have a lot to think
How low
You a sucker with a beer mark here
Touchin'
her move out
Move out
Like it's a shootout
Like it's a shootout
Pull out the glizzy get busy
no running and ducking
go bow bow bow bow
We getting
seems to glow
Now we can all breath slow
Once the fiend's exposed
It goes heave ho you never got the grit right
Bark fame but you never put the grit down
'Cause I put the game down from the start
And you ain't nothing but a dumb-ass mark
Do your thing and watch me do mine
Get the bitch on the phone
And let's
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
debited? nah constitution edited
For every reason we got we didnt even listen
We bow down to the Terrorvision!
We bow down we bow down we bow down
man we touch by ??
Lord dem a come, Lord dem a come
So dem have dem gone but me ah 'ave none
Me take off on di foot and me started to run
but when me
And before you say whatever you will
I think you better do what you can
Or it won't do
And it don't do to preach on Moses
If you bow down to the golden
We be making money, no time to play around
You better bow down until your face is on the ground
No you don't wanna try me, I heard you being loud
You
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin'
his chain but he ain’t even no it was already Sold
Beat down his bitch wit da gang when we done she already no she gotta Go
Yea
Diamonds came outta da
(Emunna Chorus)
These n**gas jokin’ on me yea they some imposters
I be wit my brother simon, yea we Batman-Robin
Don’t care what these n**gas say I
These niggas joking on me, yeah they some imposters
I be with my brother Simon, yeah we Batman, Robin
Don't care what these niggas say I know they
at the show
We turnt every show with them glocks
We got 32 sticks and a mop
We run down on a pussy nigga like Wow
Hit a nigga right in his stomach like Bow
On a mission, wishin' upon a star
Young Bow Weezy with the caviar
In the back of a limo, make them others seem surreal
Breakin' niggaz down like
duckin
Me and Li' Rodd, we in the whip, the speakers bumpin
Lay down in silence like I can't even hear nothin
We gon' silence them, we leave him with his
You know what the fuck goin on nigga
Wop
Yop, yop, yop
A nigga talking bout smoke bitch we can match I got all kinds of bow's
You'll never see me
Dbum dbum dbum soft ass got trucked by Ry
Max is so gay
Aye we fuck for free
How you get exposed playing never have I ever
Got my first kiss in
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