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(Hit me with some more, if you don't hear me, so I split your wig)
(Glock in my draws as I walk the motherfuckin' track)
You know what the fuck we
of pine (pine)
If why'know like I know, you wouldn't try it (try it)
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die)
But I don't really
Salutation, Joe Budden here
I be your host for this evening, you know
Doug B, with the banger, webb, nitty, dollar
Shouts is stupid, let that bass
Dust eyes with my tongue tied
Come by when you wanna get combined
Unsigned but I brung it like I was signed
Thumb glide like Bruce
Call it Kung Type
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I
on the beat, yeah I know it sounds different
But his man's just passed, yeah his soul's just risen
Cold, cold, world is the word that was given
As he see me
dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine
DVD's on the screen
Blowing on cream
Waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta know how to flick, to spray
in the dark
Never perfect but you know a nigga hard
A rich nigga that'll pull up to the park
Get on one knee and tell the kids that they are stars
sex, unaffordable medical debts
We travel in packs, unravelin' facts
And gravel in cracks to find babblin' max, gafflin' tracks
I grapple an axe for
She said it's okay, rub my head and told me to relax
Laid a nigga down proper, like she was recording tracks
Said "I know you wanna change the world
gotta school y'all to the game (one, two, one, two), you know what lets talk to em, Lets go!
(Joe Budden)
Them wolves is out nigga
(Ransom)
Talkin' that junk, you get buried
You don't wanna end up in the cemetery
Me and Timbaland got tracks
That will kill you in the other hand I got
Gats that
man's girl, even I know that
But she's devised some plan to stab him in the back
Knife in hand, says their relationship's hangin' by a strand
So she's
route
Don't wanna find out
The MCs blowing trees
Rapping like Smack DVDs
Screaming blap blap on MP3s
Were really spitting some empty things
Nobody knows
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
and stare when I roll by
Niggas hate me and I don't know why (why)
'Cause I've spent half my life in the sky (come on)
And I buy the things that you wanna
leave a breadcrumb
Bitch, what? I thought a nigga said sum'
Thought a nigga said sum'
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
G
the hot
I'm a flow from the soul when you can't hold me back
Ke-ke-keep on keep on rolling the track
I'm a simply simply always attach
Jeepney Music by
yo bitch
Come here lil mama you know you wanna go
I'm from the city wit nothing pretty
And everybody know
I spit a flow to get up with Diddy
u) to my kids (i wanna thank u) everybody
That help me (ha ha) I wanna thank u.
Sone! I wanna thank u.
Y'all know who y'all are but if you don't I
slow
And for show y'all know
Misdemeanor got 'em by the neck low
Ice cold heart like zero below
If you wanna battle me then playa say so
[Chorus]
On the grind everyday
I been chasin' that sack
Real 38 Baby, I'm from 'cross the track
You could keep yo' lil money
I don't wanna do no track
One Million views,
the temperature but
Next thing I know
I'm drownin'
This here for the sun seekers (run the track)
What makes you think
I'm not in love?
How could you know
She said it's okay, rub my head and told me to relax
Laid a nigga down proper, like she was recording tracks
Said "I know you wanna change the world
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