Lyrics:
you smoke
HE gonna forgive and that's you; now don't get me wrong
I like LL, but GOD da G.O.A.T'
HE da greatest of all time, if I'm lying I'm blind
Its gonna be one long night
Popping pills lunchtime
Studio session its freestyle time
Raven run it back one more time
Its gonna be a long night
better learn something, son
You be beatin' on my couches, why don't you try hit the drums
Look, oo you see me ma
They wish they could be me ma
As I got
kids in the back are you with me?
*All the cool kids in the back of the bus
Rubba dubba scrubba bubba whatchu talkin' bout gus
Breakin the rules I hope
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
You know like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me
Track master
We see you Tone
God it's you, you got a condom man?
No, I only have one trick cover left, and my hormones are rising
And I want your bitch to taste it
Trojan Man!
session" addressing all you people
Like I know who you are 'cause streets are universal and the world is wide
But no matter what you're running from you
you need, but I'd rather let the ink bleed
We dismiss our heroes' skeletons no matter how grim
My fans saying "I'd be honored to be injured by him"
a bag of angel dust
This is life when you black rich and dangerous
I'm with God, I'm a live on forever
Bad Boy for life bitch, nobody does it better
'm on dat Chevy on 28's, I'm changin' all lines
We work hard, nigga you sleep, pu-pu-pushin', we run the streets
You are whatchu eat, young pussy, go brush
as the blind man finished
And was bent to put his guitar away.
The old man heard him and said, "Who are you?"
"I'm the kid you're gonna teach to play."
out where you are just do what you feel
Young babymother I got your back aswell
Young babyfathers hold it down for your girl
I ain't trying to preach
'm Tony Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code
In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode
I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head
young Gs will grip, then blast
Have you tried in the street? Fuck findin' my feet
I could ride, but it's better when I'm ridin a beat
My emotions are
love?
When the winter came you went further south
Parting from love's nest, leaving me in doubt
Where are you when I need you, like right now?
Our
the south now remind me again,
Who the fuck is you?
'We the realest you know that, motherfucker you better keep up keep up
Aww shit, I'm moving mad in yo
Are u this idiot in the Studio
GOD WHY
Does your Mixing engineer frustrate you
WHERE'S MY CLARITY I NEED CLARITY
Do you ever feel like your needs are
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
you see
I am beyond ambitious
A whole month of my vacation
Spent on a studio reload
Yeah she's with me yeah, she's been with me for many seasons
Cook
I don't really take no wasteman jokes
Back in the ends my life was mad
Are you catching feelings or you catching the shmoke
I'm in the bed with
She gone give it all up yeah
For a south nigga
Wrist on froze
She just paint her toes
Man I got bitchs by the rows
Man I just got another rose
And you
well, you get knocked out, hah
I'm wit' the shit you know that you are not 'bout
Old nigga wit' some long money, nigga try me, I'ma get it all from ya
heaven
By far the greatest session, I’ve had in studio, who would know the same session
Would be a blessing and turn me into the guy you know
I got love
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