Search results for 'Vial Tech Racer'

everyday worship Buddha 
Im tryna to get rich I'm tryna stack this mula
Extended my clip my tech got a cooler
I hit a lick then I hit up my jeweler
I copped

know I'll pull up in fast cars
Driving like I am a nascar racer
I love blue faces
Need a light bright with a little Jamaican
I told the truth I don't

was a test
When he pouring up on the tech
Didn’t get to live it yet

Told my mom
I won’t fucking die
Till I’m 25
And he crashed
In the fucking night

Ride wit a Mac-10 like I'm a Patriot
My zotti so loud it piss off my neighbors
Shooter got red hair like Heath Slater
Skrr skrr skrr I'm a speed racer

obvious,
my hobby is to come up
moving away legaly,
taking blocks strategicly
[TDG]I'm a shootout beef wetter,
racer cutting shreader,
drama treater setter

to pain givin
So I earnt mine and spit for Flex
Call a pitbull it's clip to tech
Disrespect? My niggas come M-U style
I been thuggin since a child with

You hanging with them goofies that still talk that he say she say
Bitch I'm in this model S, I passed up the black racer
And I just slid up on your

in like I'm Black Star (Black Star)
Speed Racer in a NASCAR (Vroom)
Swing the fist of the last star (The last star!)
I'm Berserker with a class card

She just had a baby child and she's back to selling cracks vials
On the Ave 'cause she's addicted to the fast cash
How long will that last before

On and On

Shyheim

Shyheim a/k/a the Rugged Child

1994

She just had a baby child and she's back to selling cracks vials
On the Ave 'cause she's addicted to the fast cash
How long will that last before

You know we da bomb 
So Tom had to deploy us
We been coming out to play 
Cause we some warriors 

Mentality inspired by tech
Bullets flying in 3D 
Time

to swallow the vials of fire I'm spitting
Hide your girl's kitten my dick's a hound for vagina
And I never ever been scared of digging in from behind her
I

lotta sluts on my nuts
Big bucks no Tampa, big shit no pampers
Leave em' wet with the tec, V Tech no campus
Occupation domination Kream Clicc population

shop
I took the Tech to sleep
From where plain clothes informants federal agents and detectives meet
Conspiracy's a scary thing
Where fear me meets fear

for
Thinking New England Tech
About to make up some games and shit, maybe just wait a bit
All of my homies are off to the races
Can't be the only one

Deep Down South

H.S.E.

Lil' Flip and Sucka Free Present: 7-1-3 and the Undaground Legend

2003

the field
My chain like yellow lights, it make people ill
In the Porsche switching gears, like a Nascar racer
And the rocks on my bracelet, got it looking

him and you gon' exit fast
See the Tech go blast and then ya neck go splash
You know I wreck these tracks, but still I'm never last

I might've let my

dabbing that Lemon Haze is the flavor
Fuck all You haters I'm only worried bout' my paper
Swervin the whip bitch call me a racer
Colt 45. Bitch load it with

instead fear and hate got you downing me yea yeah I’m da 1 yea yeah I’m da one been thur it all still stand tall caught a couple techs comin bacc to ball.

These niggas talking shit but it's still fuck em all I got my paper
Do dash on the e-way got me feeling like a racer
Jump up in the crowd and punch

Back
I Don’t Need Favors
Got Me Tearing Up The Road
Like I’m Speed Racer
Aye Ten Toes Down
They Ain’t Knew I Had Balance
Got Way Too Much Soul
Man These

This twisted vision multiplied and dropped off down the street
Racer bold come back
Hard as ever be
Leave it all to beaver
You can't match that speed,

need cake
I'm on them wheels like a skater
I'm goin' fast like a racer
Boy, if it's problems, then we solve em
We get you gone like some erasers
Bottles

speed racer
Yeah
Coming wit the sack
Got that diesel
Spawning like a hack
Got them lazers
Found the navigation
To that paper
We got that paper
We got that