Lyrics:
out in public
Publicity when I'm shoppin'
Lane change, change make
BWA just part of me bein' me
Stay rollin', I got the top down by myself
Stay
got me started real quick
I represent the Bronx, but I am a New Yorker
All vegeterian, never eat pork or
Chicken in a battle yes my brain starts
SUV's strung out on OPEC
Hold up wait up you know we come correct
You wanna change things up, well hey just get set
It's easier to sit back than stick out
E aê?
Vai, aham, vem
Vem com o Zaac, haha
Vem, aham, ó, vem
Para de mexer nesse celular
Dá uma atenção, joga esse rabão, joga esse rabão pra
my veins, arrivin' by plane
G4 to be exact, rewards of beats and raps
Three whores before four and three more are bein' cracked (facts)
That was
yeah (no way)
If you from the gutter, you gon' read the signs, yeah (okay)
I never talk to police, I got me a bad bitch and she straight from Belize,
even load it and cock it and put it in they brains
I'm saying, some rappers do it for a chain
Kill yourself, I know killers that'll do it for some change
it how they faded
All the great except the latest
Style created by the greatest
Rappin, rhymin, rhythmic climbin
Funky timin, rhyme designin
Lyric
knuckers puffin els and crackin 40's
Diggy Das EFX you know the text we never slackin
We back and fliggity flex a nigga, check the rappin
Niggas be actin
Shady, we're back!
Nothing can stop and nothing can change it
You better just make new livin' arrangements
If you think you the top and king
feed
Immunity lost, full price at your cost
Industry living by disease
Imagine, idolize and idealize
A dream a nightmare couldn't change
Any
Reveal your jealous aim
Some things'll never change
Best twang your family together mayne
Them people cellophane
Allowin their mother name i'm invincible
earnin' a dime
When a stranger steps up and he says
I suppose you're a bronc rider by the looks of your clothes
I says guess your right there's none I can't
Is it too late to talk?
Did I wait too long?
Thousand words
Don't change a thing
Is it only three?
Three words that you're missing?
Where did
[E-40]
You got the beat turned up in my ear a little mo'?
(Aight) Let's go
Uhh, a little more volume pimp YEAH, okay
Just tell me when... yeah
back around
E-40 Water held his ground
Kept my foot in the fast lane
Flew uppidy on mesmerized
'cause I snuck up in up out the game
You makin' a 40
jewelry and clothes
Right after that, I got dissed by all the hos
That I thought was mine but really never was
Soon the whole neighborhood got
[Hook: Unknown Singer]
Live by the gun, die by the forty (x7)
[Killah Priest]
I see demons in the atmosphere
Gats appears out of nowhere
Blood
[E-40]
I step, I step in the "Club" aroung twelve o'clock (clock)
Me and my folk (folkers) after the after "Spot" (spot)
We bought a - Rimy (Rimy)
in but I can hardly see
Makin/ my way through the peoples
Like swimmin' through the sea
Dope
Damn the epitome
Cappatope E take it to a higher
peace
And the L-A-P-D don't weant peace
So we'll never be free
So come on
We only got 'til the end of time (we got to the end of time)
To change
receipt
No buyback, drift with the leaves
In my hell, forty feet
No cover deep undersea
Never sleep, leave my face
Live in my space, I paint opaque
the hood)
So whatever ever happen, I'm with it
P-O-E 'til I D-IE, I got P-IE's
For the low, come and see that cheese
You might be the police so
I don't give
and mean muggin jump until it`s a done deal
You see E-40 and Sick Wid It bring the real nothin but
What if I bring this back down?
You gots to be about it
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