Lyrics:
Yeah you know how we do it, funk flex, big kap, def jam
The tunnel, ruff ryders, let's go baby
Ruff ryders (we in here!)
Ruff ryders (we stayin
brake lines
Blue Dream got me floating
If the stick Jam I'm a poke em
Your bitch on my pole no totem
Chopper got nuts no scrotum
Draco with
west coast we the ogz
original gangsta nigga like 6 n da morning police at my door
and niggaz n the dope spot with guns and triggaz
the battle ram
west coast we the ogz
original gangsta nigga like 6 n da morning police at my door
and niggaz n the dope spot with guns and triggaz
the battle ram
oder 'n Rap-Battle,
Bei Guns 'n Roses konnt' ich jeden Text von der Platte und hatte,
Zwei Aufnäher von Slayer auf meiner Bomberjacke,
Mein Vater
this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho
I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho
I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All
gold bones
What the f-ck you boys want
Roll on you like a joint
Talk behind a n-gga back but muthaf-cka don't you point
[Pharrell]
KFC by the bucket,
on me
N all the pushing they was doing
It was done by me
Tell me what u wanna do to me
And we’ll see if these g’s can even move one
Ima push em
rose gold
Anyway, the amount a boy me put a dirt, only the floor knows
Or probably me gun, when me slam it like when door close
When it steam down, pose
numerous
Shots with the fo'-fo'
Fagots running to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high,
badazz say slime em I crush em
I'm off a perc n I'm itchin n geekin to bussem
Iphone be jamin it keep doin number im nor doin forex or nun
I'm in my jam
(Chorus)
“I heard that roses are red , my Hunnids they blue/ I just been spending the old money and stacking the new/ I f*cked her a n*gga got bored
Sweet Child O' Mine (Guns N' Roses)
She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything was as fresh
deep
Hate you bitches like my name was Joseph
Keeping heavy metal like Guns N' Roses, uh
Smoking chronic man it be so smoo-ooth
I don't listen
to ban me from eatin pussy all night
W-W-F'n bitches
Slammin em in the rope like Shawn Mike
I can't be touched bitch, I disco in kryptonite
Shit I'm broke
A duffel bag of hope they wanna rob me
Mattered in my soul but i rose thru it rocky
Shattered all the foes and the lows just departed
That's not how
the coke was uncrushable
Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"
You drivin' by, we clap at your ride, good-bye
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed
gunning
For your love
Ill paint the sky red shit imma go kill many men
For your love
Imma run the pussy down n hope my gun dont jam
And if it do, I thought
blah
Tuna on white
Guns all night
Blah blah blah
Cat taboo girl-
Raped by an ape
Cat taboo girl
Jam the sucker in
You dig the mongrels
my N** every location we lock it
If your family say the word
We let it pop by the end of the week
We at your site giving you your Flowers
Since you
100 rounds
You can be big and get killed by a kid with 100 pounds
Tell me N***a how it sounds
In the wrong town don't be play a clown
Or they'll put you
ROSE.m4a
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We put up our tent on a dark
green knoll, outside of town by
the train tracks and a seagull dump
Topping the bill was Horse Face Ethel
and her
already sold
Brand new grill, this bitch rose gold
Southwest, New Mex, bitch, that's where I'm from
Draco with a clip, best believe it got a drum
Why you
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