Lyrics:
Well, that was the album
I hope it wasn't too disappointing
Mm, Before I go
I got one more thing
God rays in my whip look real good on yo' bitch
God
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
matter the tries or cry's
Your never gonna go through what I did
This is just the letter to my kids
This is my letter to my babies
This is my letter to my
doesn't make sense still
You are God over all my senses
God Your presence is more real
And we'll walk by faith and not by sight
And fix our eyes on You
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
declare you under arrest
You killed my friend Gargamellor
And impolitely raped Herr W. Sanchez
You have the right to remain silent
You have the right
Hold up Morty
Turn up my vocals a little bit
Thats perfect
Go get me another bottle
Thanks you little bitch
Guess who back, it's Rick
Sanchez back in
kinda fuckin shit hole is this
When I want a cock and a water
I want cock in my water
Gimme who owns this mothafucka
Heh when I want a cock in a water god
to listen what God say
I am him
I am him
I am him
I am him
Times that
All by six
Reminisce
Journey talk
Yeah life a trip
You can't hear me
Read my lips
Yeah
(Show em love) and kindness (Kindness)
We still show em love (Love) and kindness (Kindness)
I woke up this morning fresh thank God for another one
My
made a bag, baby (on God)
I made a bag, baby (on God)
I'm in my bag (on God)
I drive it real fast, baby (on God)
Mercedes Benz (on God)
I'm in my
On the map I can show you the truth
Rumble that jungle my clique pull bangin that Zhoo
Real Texas playas more than few
(Ouuu..)
Far and a few between
for me to believe it
Whenever I speak it, I'll make it appear
You know what it is
I'm making it real
Real-real, real-real
Real-real, real-real
up this money real quick like i'm sonic
Started moving weed before i was fucking with narcotics
Don't you look in my eyes you see red i'm demonic
In
homie
Any nigga can kill a man, that don't make you a real nigga
Real is responsibility
Real is taking care of your motherfucking family
Real is God
electrocuted, executed by an executioner of my flow
Too quick for the human eye to detect zooming by
Guess who, what's happening guys?
They told me to shit, I
definition of step pops
My shit is real, my shit is raw
My shit is authentic
And you can't spell "bars" without
Puttin' that "Ars" in it
Y'all niggas hear me?
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
I know that god is real
I can feel it in my soul
I know that god is real
I can feel it in my soul
I know that god is real
I can feel it in my soul
I
to your heart
[Chorus]
Hey, my niggas
Y'all already know what it is
T-I-P, Grand Hustle, Pimp Squad
For life nigga
Sanchez on the beat, dig this
set the city on fire have you seen that shit?
Ay, my niggaz y'all already know what it is
T-I-P, Grand Hustle, Pimp Squad for life nigga
Sanchez
Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words coming out my mouth
So I'm flushing money quickly out these bitches' bank accounts
of change;
The State is aware of that. The bomb serves many functions.
If fear of the omnipotent God is no more,
The nuclear Father will govern with his
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
.jpg/220px-Pedro_Sánchez_2021b_(portrait).jpg "Pedro Sanchez")
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