Lyrics:
that God will make a way
I rock a motherfuckin mic 'til the break of day
Darrell Dawkins flow, y'all need to make a breakaway
Microphone fiend with
at school, so I ain't talking
Some cocksucker shoved me into a fucking locker
'Cause he said that I eyeballed him
And if you fall, I'll get you there
at school, so I ain't talking
Some co-er shoved me into a fu-ing locker
'Cause he said that I eyeballed him
And if you fall, I'll get you there
I'll be
(Watch me, D up, D up, D up, sucker)
(Ah, you can't check me, man)
(I get on down)
(Oh yeah, I like this basketball)
(D up now, here I go, in yo face)
(Watch me, D up, D up, D up, sucker)
(Ah, you can't check me, man)
(I get on down)
(Oh yeah, I like this basketball)
(D up now, here I go, in yo face)
mathematical computations
To toys and playthings
And other infatuations
The mind's a maze
Linked by wires
It gets you thinking
Whiles neurons fire
Life's
bump that bass
Wit that sanctafied sound produced by that playa Chase
Like Mase, 'I'm fittin, makin ya feel so good'
When I bump this gospel music in
Huh
Weapon x
I do this by reflex
Fuck my ex
Tryna fuck my ex
Weapon x
I do this by reflex
Cut the check
Tryna get the check
Weapon x
Weapon x
Weapon
we comin to get 'em
Unleashed by the disaster and you see these
Little brothers thinkin they weathered the bible's evil-minded women
But the chicks
We busting straight thru the glass
Kicking down the doors fast
You gotta take it never ask
The ceiling probably never last
Cause we busting straight
bitch down making moves on the turf
Plug get the zotti from California
Tonight I might pop me a bean no Goya yuh yuh
I'm Breezy baby girl I can transform
of chips
Racks like casinos
Bougie baddie Regine living single
I get her whatever she want
I really stayed down
Young nigga was patient
Got it now so imma
Uh uh uh uh uh
Niggas pocket watching
Catch me dunking in yo broad like i'm Darryl Dawkins
She always like to watch me go and walk it like I talk it
counting residuals
All this fuckin' money you can get it too
These niggas be capping in all of they rapping
They really acting like they bulletproof
You betta swing yo pole
Know you got beef, and they down the road
Them young niggas on go, no you can't run from that smoke
One thing that's about
down so official
Dont know what's ya problem issue
We just tryna get a dollar nikka
Big dripper we stars like big dipper
Big dripper we stars like big
The Love will get us by
Remember what we said Just come along and join our tribe
If you got vibes then we got vibes
(We aint Got no worries honey)
If you're
with the shamans
A book by Richard Dawkins
You drink up their solutions
To all of your problems
But you never seem to
Get to the bottom
And you scream
Go, birds
Go, birds
Go, birds
Go, birds
Put in, work
Put in, work
Put in, work
Touchdown Hurts
Yeah, up in the Linc
You know its going down
If you
to attack
They like Ghais bro you gotta relax
Ready set go, I been ready to snap
Reach for the chain, get popped like X
Walk a nigga down for poppin his ex
tryna get rich
Lately I been on some shit
Let’s go all in on a brick
Be cautious
I know them people talking
Wondering how we making play
Like Brian
65 25 Parkline Drive
And like always I'm kicking it live
Wanna call the fellas to see if they is with this
Gonna get down with the sounds
so go pick em up
Why dese niggas tryn talk down like they ain't Feelin dis
It's 2 50s on this chop dis b**** dese real tits
You went on that drill by
65 25 Parkline Drive
And like always I'm kicking it live
Wanna call the fellas to see if they is with this
Gonna get down with the sounds
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