Lyrics:
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Run up on your mama puttin' money in her hand
And you do that shit again and again and again
Pull up in the 8, goin' home with a 10
And you
and fine
On a scale of one to ten, I'd give her a nine.
Now on my scale there ain't no ten's, you know
Nine is about as far as any chick can go
So I
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no 8s allowed
No 8s allowed. No 8s allowed
Mary was a good girl, she made good grades.
Her parents went to Purdue back in the day
Strangers would say,
, didn't learn my lesson
Though the best year truly happen
In 9th grade ain't gon lie, I wish I would've died
Move to 10th grade, met the woman of my life
the age of 9, Divorced at the of 10
By that time, I was mainly on my momma side
I know we moved a couple times before we settled on the Westside
5th Grade
straight
And don't forget that at this time he's still only in grade 8
Oh man, grade 9 hit
At this point this nigga felt like he was really flying
He barely
big pond, kinda got lost in
This new matrix started smoking weed often
I missed the whole 9th grade ditching class
Getting no ass tryin to get back
"Gimme-gimme dat microphone"
5, 6 (6, 7) , 7, 8 "yeah, one two, one two"
9, 10 (10, 11) 11
12 "Gimme-gimme dat microphone"
13 (14, 15) et 16 "Are you ready
rocks
9th grade started fuckin' them thots
10th grade started stuffin' them knots
11th grade started fighting with pops
12th grade flew to cali to plot
the wrong tune make me
Pull out them instruments
I put a nigga under good car when I fire ten
Fucking with my bass I get it
Drumming with a nine then
Get ate
stars, that's why you only get eight bars
First thing me do when me wake up
Bun high grade fi mi nerves first
Straight from West pon a town bus
Me
stars, that's why you only get eight bars
First thing me do when me wake up
Bun high grade fi mi nerves first
Straight from West pon a town bus
Me
Freedom is a legacy
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the whole city wi me, and never looked back, baby (Uh)
[Royce da 5'9 (Pharrell)]
We can do it now, nigga I'm off parole (Uh) [Repeat: x8]
[Royce da 5'9
made it to free your mind to the rhythm
I got designed when the world drop dimes
This world you'll fine there's no other like my kind
[Chorus: x
what you want?
In the 8th grade dad was yelling I just ran away
In the 9th grade I couldn't even stand to see your face
In the 10th grade left all
on the green mile
My lyrics be like the spirit of a teen gone wild
Shit is after ten bitch where's your child
With a nine in his pocket lockin' it down
on the green mile
My lyrics be like the spirit of a teen gone wild
Shit is after ten bitch where's your child
With a nine in his pocket lockin' it down like
Negerlein nahm sie zur Frau
So schnell kann es gehen da waren's wieder 10
1,2,3 kleine Neger 4,5,6 kleine Neger 7,8,9 kleine Neger
10 Kleine Negerlein 10
Intro
Steady
Lee Milla Lee Milla
Weh di f**k some man a deal inna
Seaview
Govament
Bridge
9x pan di pan belly glock
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sh** is kinda crazy
8 plus 9, that's seventeen if you add it up
Made fifty K, I know these n****s all was mad as f***
When my granddad died he was 88
He
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8) Favela chora e os crente ora clamando dias melhores
9) Intercedem, cultos em claro faz
trago do inferno o sorriso da morte
Entre as grades convivendo no centro do inferno,onde o despacho interno é corpo pra necrotério
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