Lyrics:
just like new edition
Brought up some cash from my mama for tuition
Had a big dream and big ambitions
Always taking parts of small auditions
Treated your
Play Minecraft cross - console edition
Sent my boys on a muhfucking mission
4 iron and a pumpkin block
Then you know any mob it's gon’ knock
This is
who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in cornwall --
Writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
Of the boy scout manual.
them 3 like I'm cooling with Nash
I'm cooling with fishes
This the new edition
Tell that fuck nigga to move around
Got to be official cause nigga be
I'm going through the test, I'm feeling like what's next
I think it's time to chase up everything I manifest
I feel it on my chest I'm tryna reinvest
a nigga try to test me, ah
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
Coming for
nigga Headquarters
A +GangStarr+ with a gangster, on a mission
World +Premier+, limited edition
My mind keeps driftin cause I haven't had a spliff in
test di I? Cock back me lyrics and say boom bye bye me say
Kill contemporaries for free, and me want fi gwan pon a MC killing spree
Who dem want fi test
Kobe edition
I'm on a mission BITCH
I want to go to a therapist
See why i feel like I'm perishing
Maybe
Clown and test how strong her marriage is
Lately
up!)
They call him Kwe' for short, really talk to the children
But too many people feel him and they might, try to kill him
Try to test me I
Steady ready for the test that's why we train
Never worried bout the rumors or the claims
Meditate so I can operate sane
I was molded by the darkness like
I'mma step until every checker is bloody
Storming the gates of Hell
Your death is right here
Fortified but you fell
Can do this all year
GOTY edition
I
build a strong family tradition
I call it ambition
New Gen come in like New Edition
I hear that some hate but just know I don't diss them
Move like my
and he
Taught me never to go starving
Hood up hood up
Creeper sliding
Hood up hood up
Money flying
Hood up hood up
Daddy's smiling
Put this LS to the test
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Look what you've done
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
Every day a nigga try to end
up!)
They call him Kwe' for short, really talk to the children
But too many people feel him and they might, try to kill him
Try to test me I
Roc-A-Fella y'all
Jigga, Rell, '98 edition
This is Roc-A-Fella for life, this is Roc-A-Fella for life
This is Roc-A-Fella for life, this is
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.
QUOTE
We will be geared to the average rather than
bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that
If come ride it's tinted
Don't test the water chilly
My pinky
Uh huh uh, ji ji
Roc-a-Fella y'all
Jigga, Rell, nine-eight edition
This is Roc-a-Fella for life, this is Roc-a-Fella for life
This is Roc-a-Fella
the child from him, put it to the test
Teach it to be a wise man, how to fool the rest
We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God
you try, not fly as Elliuqahs
The new edition
This is the end of your last night
In the day time
You couldn't see me with a flashlight
I crash flights
a (Late night creep)
Mister telephone man when he what'nt with you
Bobby browny and Whitney, you found you a new edition
Right in the beginning it was
psychopath
Ya eyes on me ya ass on me
Relax on me the drinks on me
Can blow OG roll with Phily
You like money or just horny
You can Test me i ain't study
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