Lyrics:
of the guilt they left me with
I'll be giving them that
It's either mission complete or permission to
(Bla! Bla! Bla! Ya, ya, ya)
See Benji boy so explosive
I
kitted to the toes
Wit dat kitty on me (ahaha)
Stogie
Buss it down, ya ya,
Buss it down (big dawg)
Gusha by the ounce
Break it down, you hear
train tracks)
I'm sick of this shit I see on the TV, they showing psychopaths and I see me
And ya calling me a homeless hobo,
While I'm laying on my
All the times i closed my eyes
And all I wanted was to die
This is a portion of my story
I just hope it helps you know me
Ya dig?
Ya dig?
Ya dig?
No
the booty by by
What them a do, what them a try, can't frighten I
Shags man deh ya give her the
It soon be done (It soon be done)
And me dive on my
it
But it's still full of power
Now church clap, let me hear the church clap (church clap)
Church clap, let me hear the church clap (church clap)
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me,
I would die for you, like he died for
and i hope that yer fans understand
when ya talk about playin me, the same records that ya
makin' is payin me
Motherfuck Dre
Motherfuck Snoop
Motherfuck
'em comin' I hear 'em comin' I see 'em comin'
[Silkk the Shocker]
P this reafer got me trippin' man the ghetto got me 'noid
I be like eyes open
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever
[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
all or nothing when you hear me spit
Ya dig
Roll some fire face, need a fire place wit a fire place
All my wants, ima earn, no entitlement
You a asset
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
ooooooooh
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
ooooooooh no
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya
ooooooooh
ooooooooh no
Waves, I hear waves
hear ya
I just wanna hear ya
I just wanna hear ya
I just wanna hear ya
I just wanna hear
I just wanna hear
I just wanna, I just wanna
El Mariachi
Dale
El
does a country boy need to survive
Let me hear ya say hey we want some country
Hey we want some country
Let me hear ya say hey we want some country
hear me
I dedicate this song for ya, He was setup in a stick up
By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west side
I used to help him chop a brick
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
Fiend, me, Beats By The Pound, you know that's gon' pop
Jump in the game in the walkway
With enough money to fuck with
Till ya hear that last fuckin'
Wusup! to my nigga Kel, Third Ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac Melph Calio, R.I.P. Pimp Daddy, Kilo ya with me, wusup Bryce hahahaha
Pop 'Em
dont nobody wanna hear ya demo
So u go and take it as a insult
But if u tryna run the game
And any defeat hurt then u need better insoles
Niggas throw
Producers Who wouldn’t send me a beat
Imma toe tag it send it back RIP
And the things Imma say man you gotta believe
My reality manifested by my own dreams
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya
You got your mother's eyes
And your daddy's temper
But I never mind
Being bitten by ya
(hahaha)
I'll make ya say
(Yeah) doin' a buck in the latest drop
I got stopped by a lady cop, haha
She got me thinkin' I can date a cop, haha
'Cause
Come, my love, and go with me. Ah, my love, I greet thee. Take you down to Tennessee. Meet you by and by.
Don't you hear them hollerin' now. Ah, my
in my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it, yes!
Niggas don't
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