Lyrics:
fijo
Triple a.k.a. los tres dueños son los padres de tu estilo
Espero que cojan hilo
Como Bill Clinton
Cojiéndome a las becerras en el Hilton
Sadan
(Show & A.G.)
And Black Sheep
[ VERSE 1: A.G. ]
I drop facts over tracks that go ratatatat
Fuck the red, white & blue, I'm with
Look at the sky
Whoo
Look at the blimp
It read AG's a pimp
I might
Walk with a limp yuhh
Shout out my bishhh ayy
And she like fish ayy
We cooking grits
bill with my nigga and he'll be right back
Big Cixx steady up to no good
And when my nigga Young Cixx touch down we burnin' Hollywood
Professional wig
A.G. Phizzy yeah we back with another one
Don't start the talking cause we don't do no one ones
We the dynamic duo cause we only drop hits
Yeah we
to De La Soul
De La Soul took a hit and kept hittin
Now they're buggin cause they passed me to Bill Clinton
Bill Clinton said, "I'll smoke but I won't
Redman said no need to re-roll
And passed me to De La Soul
De La Soul took a hit and kept hittin'
Now they're buggin' cause they passed me to Bill
AK whiz on the 125
AG at the back with the ramz on the side
Active; Ready to dash from lights
But first gotta take that opp boys life
Come to the F
some dollars
Dollar bills all over the floor, She gon act like I’m her father
She like daddy give me money for clothes
Like Hold up shawty wait a minute
here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new Tag Team
Whoomp, there it is
We like Rae and Ghost, AG and Showbiz
We public
raindrop like res-er-voir
I seen your her hip, move like j-ag-uar
Staring around like spoon
Till her eye brown shoot through the moon
I came to the door
Look
tripping now
AG
Y'all niggas tryna play me can't be
I'm not a game we got different sticks B
They tryna get me I'm in a 6 speed
A hundred 60 I Got the blicky
A.G
Man, this rap shit is easy when you livin' what you say
Youngin gettin to that cheddar, need a million in that bank
Mama lookin' at me funny,
my body
In them long nights
I had bills and prescription pills before I even had a lease
Didn't even understand the concept of getting this money
Cause
Broso
Be real or stay original
Go
Don't stop
Know this right here gon' pop
Big bills comin' in on God
Got to be broke if you hating on Mad
Let's get
scissor hands.
Born with such a thirst to kill,
I can tap 200 quarters from a $50 bill.
Cuttin' bitch-niggas down with a hundred pound axe
Like I was
holding prop guns but
It's real shit in my background
Mashed down, MAK-90 hit the backstreets
And get crumbed, ayy, ayy
Hit the Eastside with the AGs
And go
bill I had on my dashboard
And police is asking me son, why I whoop his ass for
Save y'all two hours of paperwork, my neighbor lurk
Watchdog, chew ass
nigga catch the chills
Like the Buffalo Bills, you had your chances (that's right)
Pack your pots and pans, and fly your ass back to Kansas
I should
some ag
Raw I was stretching the city
Even if a nigga looked like he had something
Me and my niggas was coming to get it
Seventeen breaking bitches
are people, or so the courts say
Privacy a thing of the past, or you could move to Norway
The AG reviving archaic mandatory minimals
Daily the truth
YAH YAH but you ain't know she was a
NAT NAT NAT NAT NAT, so imma go and get a BA- A- A- A- AG
That girl was a nat bro, I was breaking her back bro
We
As the government strengthen their ag gag laws
Bill 156 criminalising our cause
Regan so bright Regan so strong
The echoes of your courage will live
I'm sendin you the bill
Offa this I'ma make it out the hill
Neva budgin on my budget I'm strugglin I need a mill
I been straight thuggin the laws got no
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