Lyrics:
loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' s*** but they hidin' out)
(Real n****s know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
My diamonds sing like Ray J homie, every
J.E.V.O.N.
Verse 2
Doc said Jevon yea ya flow sick
Told him cool long as it’s not Covid
Real nigga flip stimulus check
10 bands to a mill wanna bet
Use
Song Title: Rays On
Written By: Moose
Produced By: Beats By Jude
Hook1x: I got mah rays on,and im feelen right/
You know we doing this shit like
I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah
Soon as I roll up, put my doors up
Go'n head, pour up, roll a few O's up, let's go
Four by four, that tall shit,
On chante nos récit's
Baisse la fenêtre impose ton drive by
J'rappe pas j'travaille
J'tire pas j'rafale
Et le public en raffole
Maîtrise la clé de sol, FAB
K I'm talkin' Ray J
Makin' love to money on da interstate
Can't keep my hands off her we on a dinner date
I'm makin' love to my money shawty keep
Rooney
J'viens débouler, fourre des couplets
Dans mes bourrelets
Ma plume s'mouille avant
De rouiller: Courrez check c'est A2S
Aka le seul rappeur qui n
Gotta soak in the rays
When I spark up a j
Praise lord for the day
Ok
Just lost a pack and covered my re
Times dat by four
From long time I was in basic
Started with a warden, gun until I got an AK
Kids in the projects when we was by the bay, bay
Kids with the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J
When
I'm Ray j
Errbody not real w her fake ass
& these n**** swear to god ion play fair
Cause I'm ballin hard these niggas can't guard me
Ref caught em
J'suis un guerrier, j'ai un gros attirail
J'connais beaucoup d'rappeurs qui ont l'comportement d'Éric Salvail
For real les gars vous trainez dans des sales
J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer
Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Q-R-S-T-U-V
W-X- Y and Z
Now they don’t make no song’s like these
So I’m back to the basics of Real MC’s
Now you
balling in these J's
Standing on the block cause the mic hasn't paid, but I'm hitting for the fences like the
Rays
Stacking chip like Lays
Watching for
I'm high as a plane
We were never the same
My best friend is Jane
And she's keeping me sane
One highway lane
Time is slipping away
Day by day
J by j
Ray Charles
Dans la street t'as pas de respect, t'es comme une snitch
J'rap comme personne nigga
Fuck ces copieurs d'rappeurs
Ils pompent leur flow
soon agree
That I've got no flaws 'cause I'm down by law when it comes to rockin' viciously, you see
'Cause when I was a little baby boy, my mama gave
m’énerve toute est devenu si real
Alors que je n'avais qu'un rêve..
Qu'un putain de rêve
Han Han
Hann hannn
J'ai fumé trop de weed aujourd'hui
Je veux
the blues too
A couple hoes n boats too
I got a couple bands just chillin by the hamstring
Wake up in the mornin money by the bed stand
OG told me focus
real, I still got Philly on smash
I mean there's some hot knuckles
But I'm still the top knuckle
N' I'm stick a block knuckle
So I'm money hungry
N' I pop
real, I still got Philly on smash
I mean there's some hot knuckles
But I'm still the top knuckle
N' I'm stick a block knuckle
So I'm money hungry
N' I pop
like my homie 'cause wasup dawg
Yeah wasup to my homie j-bird yeah ray ray kickin know what I'm sayin yeah I gotta say wasup to my homie bonez yeah
the details
Sound real gory
'bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
You can't run a race
Without no feet
'n pretty
school, mensen vinden deze shit cool
Chill em in the back, boogie op de track, zo hard, black out, als de hoodie die ik heb
Ik heb m'n J's aan, chain om,
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