Lyrics:
Water the gun squirt when I beat it
Got me rock hard like the cement
I power your box, tommy egan
Like lettuce to a vegan, I eat it
Gorilla glue
oldschool drank
Sitting around candy paint
Tired but ain't no sleep
It got me feeling things
I like it real, I like it real
I like it phat, I like it phat
I
to the kitchen
Police don't like me it's obvious
Just don't look in the trunk
Or the sight'll make you sick
Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic
(theme from
an Uber but she's leaving in my Audi
Brozay you can't beat my J
I'm a sharpshooter I be scoring like a hooper
Can't beat beat my J, beat beat my J
I'm
on the mic to this big beat
The beat is big, it's kind of large
And when we're on the mic, we're in charge
It's like that y'all (that y'all)
It's like
on the mic to this big beat
The beat is big, it's kind of large
And when we're on the mic, we're in charge
It's like that y'all (that y'all)
It's like
-just dance-
Je me souviens le premiere fois
That I heard just dance on
The radio grab coat
The first time when I wrote
It change my life, lets go!
Gaga
It's gon be a long night
Drop Usher baby, oh yeah
Yeah man, oh
This is a J-Lac track man
Oh, oh, oh
Oh girl, you know how to find me when you need
Saturday I drip like it's a Sunday
Pull up to the game like I gotta murder'em all Don't get confused that's exactly what God sent me for
S/O to my nigga Yeuz
soucis
Ferme ta gueule c'est le Triple A pack
Y'a pas de top départ
Le beat part comme le onze de Madrid
Ton flow grave con frérot il me fatigue
Mon flow
.R. Ewing of Seattle
It's The Man You Love 2 Hate
The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
Me and Kid Sensation with that home away from home
In the fat butt dulie
Of the slaves that they treated like dirt
After all that hard work
(kid capri)
Clap your hands to the beat, c'mon, just clap your hands to the beat
Freak it now
hustlers actin' like my flow hard to catch
Man, Diplomats, we the strongest force
On or off the court we ball and ball for sport
Hook
J.R. Writer:
It's
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cause I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love
on me
But you know you can't beat me
I want the fame
Like a rockstar
Got Lean in cup
It's like I pop some
Diamonds on neck
Like I'm a fucking star
I fuck
song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was makin
play your part when you're rollin with the are-O-see
[S] c'mon little mama, c'mon
You gotta know what it takes to be down with a nigga like me
[J
the summer end
Pack re'd up back it up
Bring it back then sack it up
Nigga played me so I jacked em up
Gedo clicked clack racked it up
Slim hit em with
Stand firm at the five; here's a star and a shield to support you
at the nine!
[Brother J]
It's like A - D - A - M
Prepare your mind, run tell your
where it's standin'
I got beat for the street to tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding
Girls in the daisies, drive Eazy
masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well I was coming home
Late one dark afternoon
Reporter stopped me
Fuego, fuego
That means fire in español
Just in case you ain’t know
My shit is as hot as a volcano
As hot as fuckin J Lo
Like dang yo, it’s painful
[J.D.] Bounce that ass
[R.O.C.] Get up!
[J.D.] (?) get cash
[R.O.C.] Like this?
[J.D.] Like that
[R.O.C.]
Like this and uh
Throw it at me like
I control it like rent in a slum tenement
Life's hard like some men in the concrete jungle
I don't smoke jumbo so what you knocking for
There's
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