Lyrics:
on that tip about stoppin' the violence
About my people she was teachin' me
By not preachin' to me but speakin' to me
In a method that was leisurely, so
on that tip about stoppin' the violence
About my people she was teachin' me
By not preachin' to me but speakin' to me
In a method that was leisurely, so
?
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
states, even London
Past time present, black to the future
Swimmin' in beats like a dolphin, so call me don shula
A raider well like art shell, crazy
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck
Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts
Crazy (lay a nigga down like what)
'Cause they don't know nothin
Pantone blue, when I'm with you
Off-white lies, black snake eyes
Tried so hard to make you a believer
To see you a little clearer
'Cause you
cologne you smashing it
Jump in, take a spin, destination Staten
I have you home by ten, shorty started laughing
She replied, "Street, you ever ride
Break it down, Three H's, BK
Chyna White, 6 Packs, not the Sprite
Yeah right too sweet not the lite
Chop chop too fast just right
Keeping Kayfabe
gettin' high with me
My n****s is the n****s that'll die with me
And we can get it on
[Drag-On]
Rigga n****s want to see the Dog n**** bite
But this
you want to go, get on below
Pinking out the day, dreaming out the crazy way
Finger on the love, it's all above
Everywhere it's six-sex-six by luck
-O T spitta h-H-O-O T T spitta
I can't be compared to these niggas
Now here's a funky introduction of
How nice I am spitta gets you instant cash
Like a money
The only way, for me to come back, is by makaveli
That's it! all these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine
Laughing you
sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's
don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
First
marinatin'
In your satins, sexy a**, I get some like my old dad
I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class
You'se the Star by far, look
Listen up here
I'm never gonna ease your pain just to call me right, then
You will get this
And I'm never gonna tear you apart just to build you up
you see is stranger than fiction
All that you do defies all description
And you worry about your lack of existence
Then by all means go crazy
sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flow and let's roll!
Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [Repeat: x3]
[Luda] It's
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
is a little thick in this room tonight
I reckon it's the result of an onslaught of separatist rookies
Overcome by this colorful sight
Talkin' so
green, I don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
Written by Claude Kelly (BMI) and Charles Harmon (BMI)
It's crazy to think I used to be in the dark
My history was all kind of vague
I guess it
Oh man, oh man (you make me believe)
Feels good though (make me believe)
Listen
Everybody's a critic, shit, everybody can get it
Got all these
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