Lyrics:
[Talking:]
Slim Thugger, got plex, I got the answer for that baby
(fuck who you are nigga, Boss Hogg gon fade em all)
Boss Hogg Outlawz, top dog
it
I just know i can't be forgiven
They took my kindness for weakness, until I'm all out
Take my nightmares and demons, and fade 'em all out
I been
is loud
And you make my sun shine like there ain't no clouds
No worries in my head
You make em all fade out
You make em all fade out
You make em all
don't blame 'em
Me and my bros never fold, you can't tame 'em
If they talking BS we might have to fade 'em
Make em, forget all that shit that he was
what)
You did fucked up, cuz, I'm break these niggas
Sprayed them, liquidate 'em, fade 'em all
Suckers, I hate 'em, laws I pay them off
Big Dogg, in
Parade
Shout! We're the Hate Brigade
March! In the Hate Parade
Show 'em all that we won't fade away
We wont fade away
Unity is what we use to burn it down
K-Mac?)
Comrade criminals and why'know we fades em all (That's right)
I'm hittin six on the teatley
And I'm ridin on you busters 'cause that's how it
and tied the knot
You think I'm dreaming, you think I fade 'em all and lied a lot
My real friends know I always try to find me a woman
But everywhere I go,
picture. Just might killer, got a cap peela, nine rounds
Spiller, we done motherfuck you and you don't want to see fade
'em all with the blood heater,
grip and don't really give a shit
About nothing at all, just my dogs, steppin' through the fog
And I'm still gon' fade 'em all
With the gangsta shit
grip and don't really give a shit
About nothing at all, just my dogs, steppin' through the fog
And I'm still gon' fade 'em all
With the gangsta shit
dogs, steppin' through the fog
And I'm still gon' fade 'em all
With the gangsta shit that keeps you hangin'
How many hoes in ninety-four will I be
and ball, make a couple million
And then I'm chillin', fade 'em all
These taxes got me crossed up and people tryin' to sue me
Media is in my business
and ball, make a couple million
And then I'm chillin', fade 'em all
These taxes got me crossed up and people tryin' to sue me
Media is in my business
Y'all suck it easy right here on the station that fades 'em all
W-Balls
Everybody's got to hear this shit on W-Balls, W-Balls, W-Balls
they can't stop it
Then keep it poppin', lot of busters wanna see me fall
I fucked your bitch, and now this new shit, gon', fade 'em all
My niggas
they can't stop it
Then keep it poppin', lot of busters wanna see me fall
I fucked your bitch, and now this new shit, gon', fade 'em all
My niggas
(damn)
Line 'em up, barbershop, fade 'em all (what?)
Watching the game from the halls of fame
I'm balling, myane, I boss up back in this thang
Believe
holes in 'em like Crocs
I hear a lotta fuckin talk
I see nobody walk the walk
My reign gon' make 'em fade
The fakest claims, all written out in chalk
I'm
"Who the hell am I?"
They call me 'Big Bone' and on my worst night I fades 'em all
And I come through ya hood like a locc ass G
Rip any fool that
at all, just my Doggs
Steppin' through the fog
And I'm still gonna fade 'em all
With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin'
How many bitches in the house
back tomorrow
Imma make a way
Yeah
Get it all and Imma
Break away
Yeah
Tell the dog
He gone
Fade away
Tell em
All
They gone
Fade away
Yeah
And then I'm chillin fade em all
These problems are fucked up and
People tryin to do me
Society tryin to shoot me and they
Actin like they knew me
But I'mma
gang
Bang or ball
Slang or brawl nigga
Road dogs we can fade em all
Busta we shot callin
In the land of pause
You paper haters want to take
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