Lyrics:
blessed, you know what I'm sayin'?"
If I had that opportunity, you know what I'm sayin'?
Maybach Music
Black Metaphor
I grew up on that Cash Money
takes
To go all the way home through the city.
And everyone's looking - at least, it's nice to believe that everyone's looking.
And this picture's
Alright, alright
That's what I'm talkin' about
Now, everyone, give it up for the maid of honor
Angelica Schuyler
A toast to the groom (to
foenem Lil Tecca
Don't know bout us? Boy we giving free metal
You wouldn't act a fool if you knew better
Squeezo he posted by me with berettas
He better be
head!
Dumb bitch, that's the reason we're going up in there!
She don't know what the fuck she's talkin' about!
Everyone get back, this is a rap jack
became famous
And that's what messed me up
But he's wrong
How could I possibly know what I want
When I was only twenty-one?
There's millions of people
murdered by west side Crips on June 5th, 1972
"Say, man, ain't that Lil' Country over there cuz?"
"If it is, his ass gon' be layin' in a blood river"
I know the world is a mess
I like the patterns on your dress
Would you have a drink with me please
Have a couple or three
I see you walk by
I
it's me, baby, it's V
Throw down the key, y'all know how shit be
In the naked city, rappers is so giddy
That's no ditty, Vaughn so witty
The way he
been doin' that border, but that nigga would drown
My block been infiltrated by uh whole lot of fake ass niggas
Scared ass niggas, won't even bust uh
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
So you know I can't be that ranker
You want to know who the fuck I am? I'm the Mexican Gangster
Orale pues, it's me
The L-I-L R-O-B
Orale pues, it's
know, you know
How it goin be, how it goin be
Met a city girl at the mall
You ready know that we goin off
Yeah
Met a city girl by the beach
Met a city
gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was amateur night I played
of lights
It's the city of lights
It's the city of lights
Everyone comes to see
You and me 'ought to be
Take my hand, keep it close
No one knows how it goes
and the weed in her titties
Take a pic with the fans, I'ma throw up the city
Make her count up the bands while I ride 'round the city
My lil' shooter gon' up
featuring Mo. be Dick Peaches
see Murder:
This is for everybody out there livin' that life ya know
We livin' like hustlers now
Yea yeah I get paper
Gon fly you out to Jamaica
Lil shawty smooth operator
Get that cash back quick and the I flip it like uhhh
Tryinna rob my shit
Don't eva eva try me like that again!
[Chorus]
I confessed everything with everyone
Including you my babe
But what you didn't know
Is that I got my
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Audemars and bust down Rollies
You wanna know the price, lil' bitch?
Lyin' to her just to fuck
Tell the lil
downtown 'cross the city
She saditty, but we don't really fall in that category
She go silly for daddy
Cincinnati bread, she do what Daddy said
From
Niggas know when we step in the place, the whole city stop
Better tell 'em if they ain't know, put 'em on shorty
(We know how you be doing it baby) How
(I can't believe you just did that)
Ayy, ayy, glahh, glahh
(DJ Fresh, what up fool?)
Thirty clip, fifty clip, a hunnid clip
Quad city and nigga
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
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