Lyrics:
got money that you don't know about
Hit the scene and get to showing out
Rock designer you never heard of
Cold blooded murder
Kush got me heavy-eyed
the metro, now that shit is retro
Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go
Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight
puffin blunts, throwing bodies in the river
One of the illest niggas that the world ever saw
Used to take loaded nines and throw 'em on the floor
He was
Oh shit, is, is that Snoop over there? Oh shit
(Fuck that nigga, bitch, my name is Sam Sneed, you better recognize)
Ayo, uh, I'm sorry, I just love
called B-E-P
That's Black Eyed Peas, down with speed
Watch to the T- to the O-N-Z
Now would never gettin chased
So don't ever think about stoppin me
Ryan:
called B-E-P
That's Black Eyed Peas, down with speed
Watch to the T- to the O-N-Z
Now would never gettin chased
So don't ever think about stoppin me
Ryan:
(doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
We made you history 'cause we rewrote it
Wet up your body, that nigga eroded
Move with emotion, you left with no motion
If it ain't opps, what
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
Showed me Black Eyed Peas
And I showed her mac dreez
Bitch asked me what the fees
Too much
Her ex really be tryna see where I be
But he don't see she be
could fool me
I’m the true T
Snatch her out her body
Dragon her by her lace
Checkin her at the point
Running through the game
Running through these
a chain
Cah' we black
Imagine now, big gold chain full of rocks
How you no see the whip
Left scars pon' me back
But now we have a big whip
Parked pon'
willing and able jackie taught me how to add with
Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table
And coming home to a mothers love and good care
Never
wifey at IHOP
Your baby mother love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit feel like karma
They add grams, now I
cashmere, last year, my team caught bodies in Grasmere
Hit a store owner named Mike Lavogna
Italiano, slanted-eyed bangin' them fat Milano
Sellin' coke
a brother comin` up some pray ya through?
That`s what success`ll do
Cause I`m a hard workin` black man
In my face stab in my back man
Rob and steal they
You ready holmie?
Yup
My first mission running through the hood with small jacks
My memories popping in my head recall that
Late night creeping
underground yo
From the crown of notty hair that I wear to the funk feet
Wonder why the sisters dig the brother missin five teeth
Peace I gots to rock so
(Rock Boy Beats)
(That nigga Ladd got the juice, uh)
Ayy, pull up, I'ma air this bitch out, they call me Big Chant
I been on the run, they tryna
willing and able jackie taught me how to add with
Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table
And coming home to a mothers love and good care
Never
not the wack, say
Don't stop, the body rock
To my people in the front, if you're tokin on blunts, say
Don't stop, the body rock
I'm too strong for you
Black diamonds, Black History Month, turned to Martin Luther King overnight
I was just rollin' the dice, huh
I was just tryna get by, I gambled my
or Scot La Rock
But they can get bust
Get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around
Nor do I fuck around
And you can tell by the bodies that are
That's one hell of a punch line but
Let's get back to the flow
Left jab hit your nose
Right hook fracture your skull
Your body is free
Put luxury tax
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
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