Lyrics:
that heat
Gucci on the waist and them Jordan’s on his feet
Got my main man Solo with the verses and the dream
You can go bar for bar but you cannot
Hey yo, ain't you the one that was talkin' crazy to me other day on Rain Ear
(Yeah that was me, what you gonna do about it Mix-A-Lot?)
Rushin' up
she said “What we’ve got, we’ve got very few, we are only using them for people who will not die and she said I’m sorry but that little girl is going
confession
She know who she is, can't say her name
'Cause if I do I won't be true to my game
Word up
I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix
actions
We in the same struggle
But it's over some petty shit
That we kill each other
Wisdom of the street's
Woke up feeling hungry
Hoping I could eat
with
Don't let these niggas in the street get your head up
Like they can do better than me
Plus I'm fed up
I had to tell my main chick that one time
peace
‘neath the Hampton Inn
and nobody knows that she’s there
BRIGHT HEADLIGHTS
(Peter Sando)
Cruisin’ down on Main Street
lookin’ for a thrill
I was
don’t lack
Shubz on a Friday pulling up at Jbo’s gaff
(skurting ay)
2 2 gyal getting moved by 2 2 man
(2 2 man ay) come off the decks if you
Can’t mix
appeal
And how you had me from jump street
Let me get you alone control freak
Too hard to fight that temptation
Gotta get pass intimidation, I'm losing
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
(Who) the one who can leave with your main chick
(Who) can fuck four girls from the same clique
(Who) Mr. Right (Who) Make sisters fight
(Who) ain't
the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze
Through the window and ice
To the corner street light
Where standing alone
By a broken pay phone
Was
how a rapper that's intelligent sound
Who done mastered rap
To smash a cat on SMACK
I've been fiendin' since the Dizaster match
Your swagger rap is
you know that his body got dropped
We gone pull up in his hood and then body his homie and have shoot out on his block
I just seen 12 who called
Fuck
Living in a cheap shack but the beat slaps
But cheap hacks want free tracks without giving up
The greenbacks they spend on street crack
That's whack
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
On main street after midnight, a brand new pack
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town
She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around
On main street after midnight, a brand new pack
Ghar
cpa Swag Hi Tha Wakhra
2019
Hip Hop Tha Har Gully Boy
Dikhe Kitne Rappers
Reppin Street From Their Gully Boy
Nazdeek Bhi Nahi Karta
Who cre Rappers
I'm good wit the shoes that I'm in no need to perpetrate
No need to ask I spaz on who I'm speaking on just keep it gone
All these games that people play
in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
jockey
Who the best when i'm talking
My protest is a boundary
Which I'll gladly go and shatter on the ground on which i'm walking
Break a jaw that fake
team
That's another touchdown for the home team
Roxis, 30's, blues
Those are the street names
The main ingredient? Oxycodone
One of the brands
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