Lyrics:
some style by taking glances
Red snapper, taken apart, put back together
Plated on some bok choy, fine fish platters forever (Yo!)
Same routine,
all of them models
Who gotta red bottoms and bottles
We gotta go skrt, hand on the throttle
Oh only you, can hold me down
What do you think I'm
on something I wanted for years
If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
Brothers make real
Building blocks, TNT
Okay
Calm, crazy
Game, real
Deal, decline
The deal, the buy
The bye, hello
The by the book, the break the law
The brake, the floor it
pieces!
Let every European nation make colonies after the natives defeat
Monopolize every natural resource and bleed it
White Power is...Not Freedom!
Mysogynistic deeds as the passages said
I break it down for my people that will do it instead
A brick red through your window in the back with pain
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
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
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
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
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
fire from all directions, leavin em wetted
Yo pieces deleted from existence, don't make no difference
I'm bangin like Metallica, serve any challenger
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
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
The crime was so atrocious,
Nausea was so close.
Your coffee still not end that the phone rung,
cnd here you are at 6:43,
Lashed by the coldness.
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
a nigga jaw hangin' from his face
Sausage shaped, red shit hangin' from his waist
Nigga, I'm well connected
By the time you hear this, I'll be in jail
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
the set up, trying to get my red up
bout my cock this tech nine and get you wet up blue
So what the fuck they want to do,
seem like we got the vas
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