Lyrics:
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
When they try to bring me down, won't let em take me out
I'm gonna stand my ground, knowing my time is now
I know I'm meant to be, this is my destiny
heads is all that's seen through his eyes
I'm breezing on by, and no doubt, it's easy to fly
But it's even better when you slow down or ease to the side
heads is all that's seen through his eyes
I'm breezing on by, and no doubt, it's easy to fly
But it's even better when you slow down or ease to the side
living under these curses
I’ve done some wrong but I know i’ve done right
And I wont back down, man, i’ll put up a fight
I will not quit until I know
fuel our inspiration when we nuke the game cuz adam bomb aint playing no games
Im barely awake low on fumes
Guess you could say im fuming
Smoking gas
Remix
From the bottom to the top, GO!
What's poppin' Uce?
I got the juice since Day One
So I only fuck wit my day 1's
So either you is or you ain't one
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't you bring it to me
Bring it to me
Bring it to me (Hey)
I left just to bring my dreams back home
Won't
(Clean)
Lil nigga thought I was a fuckin DJ
Damn we hit em wit remix (Get em outta here)
Aye Replay (Replay)
I Brought it back like a DJ (Bring it back)
Det
a moshpit
Keys in apartment
Leave me a opp bitch
Gs get it popping
Get a hoe send a hoe, please bring it all in
Ima get ya locked in you ain't going Mach
acidic suffering, bring you back to the start
To defeat all your demons and reintroduce you to peace
With my arms and my orange gels, I initiate your
LL Cool J is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
Gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells
You
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
by the shell
Man most of these nigga’s fake as hell don’t want to ever see you excel
But even with the skin of caramel
I ain’t never been incarcerated
bring you back to life
I could be your life line
Baby come and take my hand
I'll be right by your side
I can be your right-hand man
Ohh baby I know you
and I'll tell you why
My car has a mask, you can't tell when I drive by
Breaking all the rules like Bonnie and Clyde
But in reality it's all just in my mind
He got turned to a pack for a remix
Dropping disses back to back got him put on his back
You might want to step back and rethink that
When you come
defeat
Don"t need you, fuck camaraderie, this rage will never go away
Hatred fuels my blood
I'll burn ya down (You can't help me)
One king to watch
bring your ass back
Here unless you bring me a gift, bitch)
The fuck's going on? (Ho bustas) 2Pac, nigga
Niggas who I thought I was down with and shit
the groove
And then he'll come back to you again
(Let it play!)
Let the music play
He won't get away
This groove he can't ignore
He won't leave you
Oh lord, won't you help me find my way
I'm down upon my knees begging for a better day,
I'm tired of living in this hell that I really made,
But I'll
If you don't smoke, then that's for them, put some drank off in ya chin
Remember back about 10, majors wouldn't let us in
Servin' school is
chat to me
So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
Creepin' down the back street on D's
I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
No
chat to me
So w'appen Dre? Tell me wah di fuck ah gwan nuh
Creepin' down the back street on D's
I got my Glock cocked 'cause niggas want these
No
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