Lyrics:
Man, listen
Yeah, I trick, trick yo ass you think I'm tricking
Give you a sticking then I'm skipping
All you getting is a hard dick chick
After I
to the hills to give those spoiled kids a smack
Christoph Leary got knocked flat as Billy bumped the Aquabats
He ripped out Mischa Barton's spine to crank Save
Is this how you say
"Mon coeur bat la chamade?"
Which pills did I take?
Were those bills ever paid?
Sleep is a myth
Believed but never witnessed by
mon corps soudain
Comme voulant s'engloutir dans la terre
How did I die? How did I die?
Or didn't I? Didn't I die at all?
I fell into a ditch inside
[ KM.G ]
Yo, this is somethin new by notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KM.G
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's
the bay and in l.a
In new york, ny, chicago, and atlanta, g-a
We gives a fuck if you've got money and the millions
Cause motherfucker we've got posse in
broken by steel
is our land our heart or our heel
cuz I gave my hope away
& i'll give it all again today
i'm shock in the middle of
our beautiful storm
I
Yeah well you said I miss you you know
I'd be like
I told you I don't give a single damn
Having fun now with my friends at my place
I'm done with my
trying to grow to the point that my interests
Are taken care of by my interest
Then I take into account that I'm preparing an account to take care of me
give me the dress
and the shoes
and the jewelry
and clothes
you can judge your books
from how the cover looks
wear make-up by the ounce
oh, didn't they
do the rumba, por que esta es la rumba
And we, we are the future
Abdullah, see that's my shooter
The ruger, he keep it super
Duper, Abdul'll shoot
Gotti!'
Later man! (Dogg Pound Gangsta)
Yeah I hear the West Coast (Summertime) yeah put it down
They call me Roscoe by the way just so you know (Dogg
a piece of her pierced belly
She looked hungry but you could tell by her butt to one degree
She be getting down like, "Yo, wassup?"
Um, um, nothin' was
of it, runnin' with pain and punishment
Mad Child is astonishing, Battleaxe reconnaissance
I give you my word we won't sleep, I keep my promises
I'm
fucked hoes, in Colorado
(In the Rockies!)
I done fucked hoes, in L.A. too
(Under the palm trees!)
I done fucked hoes, down in Chicago
(While it's
You too broke for me, nigga, ha ha ha
Playback, ya ya ya
Bongo by the way
Got the blunt rolled for me when I get out the booth
Last summer, was
(bando)
Flew this bitch in from LA for a day then I nut on her face, now she gone by the way (bow)
Ain't got too much to say don't do pillow talkin' (no!)
cake
That's why I'm livin' three lives, I'm in GTA
I'm in Los Angeles drivin' a Mercedes
And it's funny because honestly I didn't think I'd see LA
couldn't make it, I'm a take it by myself
I'm awaiting a vacation
Three bricks going to Kurt, coming home from Las Vegas
On the phone with Joe, finishing
Told her told her, give her what you wannna, want
I don't got no patience I ain't no D.O.C (D.O.C)
Threw her back up in the air there wasn't no
Right in front their father
Do you got a man? I really want your pussy
Give it to me in my hand
I'm here to satisfy your fantasy, in and out
Open your
If it's me it's got to be
If it's me it's got to be
G-a-n-g-s-t-a (y'all know who)
I'm still living la vida loca
Where hoes sell prices on weed
kinda insane, it's a beautiful thing
We have been cursed by this blessing!
We gotta thing we can't explain
from heaven to hell and back again
like a las
gentle flower, can you give me power
to maintain severe pain in my heart I feel
so strong, I wonder why people got to suffer
singing songs of pain
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