Lyrics:
'Bout to be big shit poppin' by the time this shit is droppin'
Stoppin' not a option I'm addicted, it's a problem
This way of life, sex, drugs rock
lives and gives to his
Bitches on the corner
15 years old, with a gang bang diploma
Slang cane in Fermona
But now my nigga game done elevated
So you can
something
If you a leader and you really
Mean something to your people
Ain't you supposed to be in
The community with your people?
Ain't you supposed to be
Real niggas do real things
(Produced by yours truly)
We all could let it bang
(Turn it up come on, turn it up
Come on, turn it up come on
Turn it up come
you don't bang shit? Same shit, still a get you fried
Drop somethin' then skate off, I still remember six to nine
Fuck, dawg, he hatin' on me, I still
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
'round,"
She said, "The same people that you meet going up
They make the same old faces coming down,"
Heh, tell the truth
You see, people today, they come
He stood four foot eight
And wore a beatnik beard
He had big thick glasses
And looked real weird
He weighed ninety-eight pounds
But a whole
before you
Like the broken white line down the center of the doggone road
- Chorus -
Yeah, big moon landing
People all standing up
Smiles for the loved
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
slangin tapes up out the Compton swap meet
[Mack 10]
Up jumps the boogie some niggas gang bang
So keep a big steel if it's a real G Thang
She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking' over cross eyed had a big
Hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
And the lie they told us old
They base it on your race
They separate: you black, you brown
You yellow and white face
Then we further separate by
Joining gangs
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
I've been doing it since, fifteen years old
And everywhere I do it, the people say I'm good
I even get big respect in my own neighborhood
I'm
in this park I'd bang a beat on a seat
Bust a rap for the crowd that was really unique
For an eight year old kid inside the fourth grade
And when I
hurtling from the epicenter of an expolsion...
That shit is poetry!
There was a Big Bang
Created by igniting true love’s fire flames
The only one like me it
The international asshole
Who complain about what he is owed?
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old
You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his
and how it will be in hella shit
People tellin' me to cool out
But they ain't feelin' me
A motherfuckin' fool, 'bout
My fuckin' cheddar cheese
And it
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