Lyrics:
Yeah, DJ Clue AKA, William, M. Holla
With William H. Holla
The world's most infamous
The Holla family nigga
Roc-a-fella Records, c'mon
It's getting spooky spooky
Hold up, it's kooky kooky
No Jack's, no Addams, no clowns
I really feel like I live in ghost town
You hear that bump in
ha ha ha! D d.
E! E, e, e. Enchantress. E e.
F! F, f, f. Fairy. F f.
G! G, g, g. Ghost. G g.
H! H, h, h. Haunted house. H h.
I! I, i, i.
H-H-H-H-hey yah H-H-hey yah hey!
H-H-H-H-hey yah yah yah
"That's my life"
H-H-H-H-hey yah H-H-hey yah hey!
H-H-H-H-hey yah yah yah
"That's my
at the do' every exit is laced with see-4, 'bout to blow, like TRIAL I'm passed out,
MC's is like bitches in thongs, they assed out
but me the M-E-T-H
at the do' every exit is laced with see-4, 'bout to blow, like TRIAL I'm passed out,
MC's is like bitches in thongs, they assed out
but me the M-E-T-H
Prada over Chanel
A H-Class ho with the H. Findel
Rhyme deep in footwear, via Spiga
Like Aaliyah, One in a Million
There's MC's in this rap shit comin
It's the T.H.O.U.G.H.T
It's the T.H.O.U.G.H.T
It's the T.H.O.U.G.H.T
It's the T.H.O.U.G.H.T
This that too strong for you, THC
This that coming back
forme
H31 dans l'taudis, H-H-H31 dans l'taudis
Les conneries c'est fini
Maintenant on s'réunit
Appelle nous le Triangle d'or de Beriz
On fait les choses
Giuseppe's
Frankie V's, h. findel, chanel, this is l
(you doin' a lot of frontin') but that ain't hard to tell
(you tryin' to flip me) nah b (this I see)
It was back around the turn of the centuries,
Back around nineteen hundred & thirteen,
There was a Negro pugilist his name was Jack Johnson.
I go to Jacob wit 25 thou, you go wit 25 hundred, wow
I got eleven plaques on my wall right now
You got your first gold single, damn, nigga, wow
H
pète
Finn et Jake dans le bain
J'ai Rabbie Jacob comme Rabbin
J'suis l'gardien d'la nuit comme Batman
Mister Jack s'occupe du sapin
J'reçois des j'aimes
drip is infectious
YO THIS BIG T! THIS IS WHAT WE'RE HERE TO DO SUCKAS
Aw fuck I'm gonna shit
It's Yung Drill
Whirr whirr
Yo
Jacob is a bitch who
das krieg ich hin
Psychoblick wie Jack Nicholson
Weil ich immer schlecht drauf bin - Slytherin
cber immerhin, bin ich inzwischen
Meiner ziemlich
(now you tryna jack that I’m ugly)
Did u really love me or its cause I had money (damn)
Shoulda never let a b***h take from me
Remember I was down I
Bordsteinkante fressen lasse? (Street Food)
Was für Beef? Du Crackhead kriegst bamm
Die Neuner auf die Zwölf wie ich am Black-Jack-Tisch, ah
Lächerlich, du
T.H.U.G we be,
That's thug mentality we're thuggin'
Thuggin' thuggin' its the way I choose to live my life
T.h.u.g we be,
That's thug mentality
The 4 (Lean Lean)
Roll the dope (Dat Gas)
Flame it up get moe (Get moe)
This Lifestyle they don't know (At all)
Jack and Jill (Freak H*es)
These H
Jack-----Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
Hustler
H-you-S-T-L-E-are hustler
(kid drop in)
Yo man you know what I'm sayin?
You got it goin on my man, I like how it's goin
Wade
Vas-y prend la gagne, mais si tu t'acharnes, j'vais te shooter comme John Wayne
Plan d'Aou, bang-bang, V.N., H. Touch
J'veille sur les miens, mon
(808 Mafia)
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do
it's too much (too much)
Niggas say that my crew is too tough (too tough)
Plus I smoke the black, hangin out wit William H.
Town to town, bound to sell
Okay, fast forward
So, Blueprint, "H to the Izzo," my first hit single
And I just took that proudly, built relationships with people
My relationship
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