Lyrics:
where you gon rap or hoop or sell some dope
All this pain how can I cope
Thank you K. Dot, thank you Cole I'll be alright
I'll be alright I'll
I'll be
man
Make it so much, you should call me money man
And why everybody wanna profit off me
What the f**k y'all thought the recipe was free
Them days is
up my legacy
Bring up some gotta bring up some hennesey
Verse II: (Abbad Hussaini)
I don't get the vibe, if you talking by my side
Album ki nh thori
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear
The non commercial set is now here
Brought to you by the will of positve people
K are S plus One equals
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that I'm gettin' mines
in eighty-nine, because I'm
not playin', understand what I'm sayin'
Catch a sucker in my way, and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, so I'm vital sign
You can tell by my lines that
they not your homies
They tryna get you baloney (yeah)
These niggas full of baloney
She see I'm runnin' a race
Save my name under Tay-K
She say,
the heat from your breath,
Rap niggas beef in they album probably needed the press
And as a man I never found the slightest need to impress
Another man
to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, rewrite it
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause
[Intro]
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he
But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina,
take your breath away
I keep extra K's, to keep my brothers extra safe
I keep extra K's, my brothers got me an extra safe
Y'all ain't with me, we fly
y'all something to remember
Me by, this album then I'm saying goodbye
Now my people looking at me like, Why Lie
If I tell y'all the truth
You'd be
my heart to hear some shit from my homie
Told me "dammit bro your girl got fucking kissed by K brody"
I'd be lying if I said I didn't still want him
a game of 2K and hope that-, sign me
Fifteen lived with a dollar and a dream
And a Glock by the waist side 'cause I just wan the cream
Get it by myself
období svýho života prožít znovu
Tak by to bylo zrovna tohle
Květen Pičo!
Bráško, Květen Pičo!
My děláme hudbu srdcem, na beatu slyšíš pravdu
Before WE DIE
Cassidy
Album :
Submitted by : Daniella Roman ~*A.k.A Bubbles*~
Corrected by :
Rated : 6.3 (3 votes)
INTRO
R.Kelly:
Ladies and gentlemen, you are
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
his chain
Then I spill his brain, then I feel his pain
Some of the consequences when you dealin with a plug thug
And I'm backed up by the Queen, we
Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
ain't on the floor right now by now
You better get on the floor right now
I'm telling you right now
Go ahead and get on the floor right now
Put your hands
pushing through like I'm Lupe
People still hate me like I'm Ronnie 2k
All my beats and raps equal Bron and D-Wade
I could do a whole album by my fucking
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