Lyrics:
(Party!)
Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk
smoking dank n***a
Still get paid n***a
It don't come with no delays and the pay is way bigger
There's a reason why I stay by my lonely
There's a reason
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
I'm killing shit,
If I'm the king yall should kneel n shit,
I need a queen on my Disney shit,
Fish in the sea imma reel it in,
Ariel see me I'm
lookin' down
Accused of not lookin' back, blind n-gga look around
City on my back, so the CHI go everywhere I'm at
Presence so shiny, Mercedes so mack
Cop
me
Out with the old
N E W me
I need to decrease
G O D increase
Humbly glorify the King
Holy Spirit livin' in me
Down payment on eternity
Jesus made
better bow down 'cause we the kings of underground
We be making money, no time to play around
You better bow down until your face is on the ground
No you
Words and music by Freddie Mercury and John Deacon
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah!
You're taking all the sunshine away
Making out like you're the main
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
Isle I HOPE YOU ALL CAN HEAR ME
Make 'em nice and be this thorough
With a nation of hip hop with everybody down here ROLLIN'
Cause it's Bump takin'
music box
Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new Hip Hop
Like E-40 holding down the yay (that yay), N.W.A. in L.A.
OutKast
but
Don’t waste my time
I’m two miles away from the Hollywood sign
King of the Hill, nigga don’t look down
Probably at Polo House right now
All these
[Infinity]
Well, it's me, the I-n-f-I-n-I-t-y
Coming on the m-I-c to let you know that I
I'm sick and tired of weak-minded two cents brothers
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever
[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
said shit would be simple, get rich and stay out the trenches, Lincoln Continental
Remember back to get by applyin' fundamental
In these streets you
talking 'bout the Porsche out here
You in the nosebleeds, come down to where the cross-eyed is
How a nigga with a rojo rag end up in Soho
Bag, any bitch
down to my last quarter tank of gas/
Good thing the weathers in fair condition/
Cuz where Im from/
All year long n****s need air condition/
But I
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
won’t listen bruh
I’m doing me aint to time to come chill with ya
It’s the motherfucking King in the bitch
And nobody see me out because I been
(ugh) I call the calls (ugh)
We in this bitch
It's goin' down
Yeah I'm the king
Now where my mu'fuckin' crown?
[Repeat: x6]
Bitch I'm a boss (I'm
pictures is a n****** whole world
When I was down them n***** fell out, so I'm ridin' with the girls
'Cause they got mo' heart, than them fake a** dudes
This crazy story turned me to a king yeah R.I.P to Von
Put down the guns just shoot the ones don't take away a mother's son
Another one up under dirt
qui m'représentent pas
Si t’es si down que ça, laisses moi libre
Quoi?
Tu peux pas? Ça va nuire à ma carrière
Si quoi? J'fais des featurings en même
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