Lyrics:
seven five for the bus
She like uh ace boy you be playin too much
I Ain't playin lil mama you dumb
She like uh ace I see us falling in love
Is you dumb
and Big Boy one crazy son of a bitch
Y.G.'s, Lil' Daze, Rat Raw, and Ty B. and the rest
The Lou is man or posse, someone pulled off his vest
And carve
Wait, I'm bout' to roll up gas
Jump in a shark, skrt fast
Hold that you wheel
You better not crash, lil' bro
On bro
I'ma just blow through the coat Party,
I'm gone off the Dusse by myself
I treat it
Eat it
Beat it right
Yea that's a triple threat
Got the bomb you da bomb
You triple threat change you sing
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
person
I might wanna lay down and die
Power down all the darkest urges
Keep my personal crown up high
One day without violence
No bombs, no gunshots
Schwarzenegger
And I'ma get mad deep like a threat, blow up your project
Then take all your assets
'Cause I came to shake the frame in half
With the thoughts
a check
And I run with a tech
You don't want to be a threat
Bad lil thing fck me good
But she dramatic
I'm shifting gears but I'm riding
With an automatic
filled with dumb checks
Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop bombs like mr.pump flex
But I don't do it for the money, I do it from the heart
I do it
to excell and exceed
By the end youll be sold but please let me proceed
Started off in John Pearl just a lil youngin
Headed off to OBMS im sproutin like
the bitches sprung
That’s why in every line or any song I’m on my style is always different just admit it Im a bomb
Shouldn’t come to no surprise Mr Shadows
[Mr. Shadow - talking]
Yeah, yeah, watch your back
Shit, Shadow, Lil One
Finga Delicate, E-Dub, ha
Watch your back haha yeah
[Mr. Shadow]
Shadow's back
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
Steels, Tony Starks on line one for Mr. Bobby Steels)
Steels over here, Steels over here
Peace, Starks what's going on baby?
Yeah everything is lovely
[Mr. Lil One]
Homicide carrols unloadin from these barrels
'Mr. Rap Devil' still got the bow and arrows
Havok to the maggots turn the devil into a faggot
turning they necks
I don't carry bombs but they think ima threat
I just started and I ain't started yet
I'm too sick carry me to the vet
I been in
your ass rolled over
By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer
(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your
Notta unson hero with a filled sombrero
Gimme arms Memph, bomb threat phenomenom shit
I get (Uh!) the doe (Uh!) 'cause I want it (That's right!)
low
I got a member, bullets up the score (the score)
I'm Mr. FTO (Fuck The Opps, crazy)
Smack 'em, smack 'em, smack 'em again (smack 'em, smack 'em)
moving by my lone since my niggas got locked
Till this day I'm still moving chasing gwap
Lil nigga sent some threats in lil nigga got knocked
Lil nigga
the blood
In the wake of glory, I flew back home
I watch videos at night in my uniform
Of those towns and cities being blown apart
By those bombs
a lot
Tough setbacks, seen that a lot
But i bounce back, standing tall y'all
I'm a bomb threat, but that's not all
Yeah i fucked up, what about y'all?
Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used
Never mix business with your sickness
Enemy see me flipin in the picnic
With your lil' divide and conquer
But my sister was ready to bomb her!
Get off
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