Lyrics:
inch, please sit in silence
The S ain't there, I said it's silent!
Runnin' down the ends
3DeArti
Let's start a party
DeArti, built like a Barbie girl
Lips
to get impatient, can't stand waiting
Chicks be hating, so I quit dating
I stay skating, 22 inch shoes
The Boyz N Blue, giving boys the blues
Your toys
never had to do since we were 14
Watch some porn on that big 9.7 inch screen
Three holes where we opened up safaris
And up there at the top, it's like we
of silence
Conversation being held with nothing but eye squints
Threw a dagger at his brain to kick off the violence
Mighty strong toss, but missed him by five
on the killin' and blastin'
But season after season they recycle assassins
I came from a family of one girl and three boys
Fuck playin' with toys our fun was
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
they got
Nobody saw s*** cause it's not
Cool to brake the rule of the code of the streets
N****s frightened by the visions of the blood on the sheets
stop us? Fuck the coppers, the mind of a kilo shopper
Seeing my life through the windshields of choppers
I ain't spend one rap dollar in three years,
It?
(I'm 'Bout It nigga I heard it was hoes at The Player's Club.)
Oh yeah like that big booty girl that you know
yo' boy was tryin' to holler at her uh
and stared at the wall
And I'm swearin' to God I air all y'all
I live by the sword or the pistols
Summertime I'm outside with niggaz with pitbulls
I don't
rich by the summer
All these blues in my pocket like I robbed the bank
We the big three, me, Glock, and Paper Route Frank (yeah)
All these pussy-ass
Two nations divided
By a common language
And about two hundred years of new songs and dancing
But the difference is language
And just the bits
a struggle but I gotta bubble baby, please believe it
I guess that's the reason I roll with my rival
And like I said big frost is a hard act to follow...
[3
con 3 bolsas, un aquarius y una pepsi max
Me tiene a sus audios to viciao, wow
Me trago siete minutos largos
Me cuenta su vida cada día
Hasta lo mucho
I been smoking with my
The plug like miogi
I been smoking with my sensei
Bosses
Everybody at my table got a big plate
Im mean gotta fein
ahead but still thinking about what comes next
Grinding to the max I gotta find the time for some rest
But back to the scheme
Gotta chase, not a race, but
only done by a few
So just pay close attention
To the Wreckin' Cru
You don't need fresh clothes or a pretty face
You just need hella beat with a so-so
or shut up)
Lookin at that nigga Krazy
Listen to it (3rd ward)
I wanna see a nigga get hurt of this shit yeah ya dig
We makin moves nigga
On da
[verse 3]
Loud pipes, satin music, with da judo eyes, 2nd tone background with two inch ties
Cut curb on da block, its a concert line swervin'
Side
and weigh it
735s I drive fits ta match
When I past
Bitches ask who tha fuck was that
Girl thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire
17 inch momos black
inch momos black magic on his tires
Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, cellular phones
And concerts in the Superdome
Now I can pump my Beamer
as well rid on hubs, if it ain't deuces or better, ya
Might as well
Put em' up, 'cause where I'm from (from)
We mount up and ride on dem big rims,a whole
background wit 2inch ties
Cut the curb on da block, its a concert line
(dfb snd me bitch) swervin'
Side to side. yup da cutlits mounted up like a H3 humma, but
an option
I'm gonna count to three
One ya betta run
Two I'm telling you
Three don't fuck with me
Go grab ya boys
Cause I got big toys
Bang bang!
Lil man, man
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