Lyrics:
I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
All my friends call me Bear Claw
The village
I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My baby she's a Chippewa
She's one of a kind
All my friends call me Bear Claw
The Village Cheaftin'
blessings and I thank the lord
For ghetto cars and these broads when times was so hard
My grandfather lookin' and I'm ridin' straight
Man, I got
ghost disconcert you â?? the lord will provide
A nice little headstone for the brave Cherokee
So let's have no reservations, let's have a clean sweep
chimney
Then they take it up to the trees
Lord, he must have been hearing my old guitar
I believe he does it better than me
Don't have not one bad thought
a chariot
Yeah a big gold eagle on the hood
Trans Am chariot
Gonna find my great granddaddy
That peace pipe smokin' Cherokee
Gonna get him all schooled
have it when I'm through
There ain't no silver left in these pockets
There ain't no cornbread, Lord there ain't no wine
That train don't stop around
subject to the natural forces
Home is where my horse is
The Cherokee and the Chickasaw
The Creeks, Seminole and the old Choctaw
They volunteered
Remember homeboy who had the Jeep Cherokee?
Dropped out in elementary he still can't read (well, damn)
I sign a artist, if they get locked they blame me
Land of the free, home of the brave
But Lord knows that we need plenty change
'Cause plenty chains in the past leaving deep scars
But when the sun
Claymons Dome, and Lord knows I'm cornpone.
I'm the star's that fell on Alabama
Hot coffee in the morning, and an old smoked ham
A dusty delta dawn,
on the Cherokee County line
That’s it boys, I’m drinking corn whiskey tonight
Daddy was a preacher, but he’d go out at night
He’s a good man but he never really
Swear to God, might fuck with this new OVO shit
Swear to God, hallelujah to the under lords
How we ride when we ride out
East niggas tell how we
a chariot
Yeah a big gold eagle on the hood
Trans Am chariot
Gonna find my great granddaddy
That peace pipe smokin' Cherokee
Gonna get him all schooled
the wait seemed mighty long
Lord knows you've got to pay your dues
When I go back to Oklahoma
Everybody says, "Ooowee!"
Who would have thought a kid like
Sauga City trill one time
On my way downtown for the girl who got the guarantee
Man I kill the town, seven seater in the Cherokee
White on white
beasts with eyes on fire, arrival of the death
Their magic guns won’t hesitate
Cherokee Redskin Blood
Rite of terror, savagery, the devil send this menace
And I just want to let y'all know
Who I came down here with
I slid in here with Lord J
And Alamo with the A
And I came to get wreck, like this
I'm
even try to outrun them
The stable now cocky, Lord Ali Raski and (?trueogy?)
The sharper day with double jade is the props see
We also got the speaker
Well hear wicked man say them riding west
Tell them that them buck up
Inna Lord Jesus horse
And Jungle Jesus gun and the Apache
Dem who line up head
You iced, like a rapper in the video
Remove your sihlouette, now you lookin silly though
I turn, like a many-faced racist
Praise the Lord, and study
telling stories for my co-defendants
Niggas in it who got no business
Niggas snitching, getting no sentence
Lord forgive us, know we both sinners
Before
game blessed lord
Girl you know you got that wap
What about that top
Come and spin my block lord
(Owwww)
Shorty come and get in my bed
Shorty come
cut from
Baby, oh, my Lord
The cops chasin' Bronson in an all-white Ford
Shit, I'm on all-night tour
Bitch, I'm alright, but I'm off that raw
I'm
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