Lyrics:
around
"The rock is gonna fall on us," he stood and told the class
The professor put his chalk down and peered out through his glasses
But he went
a hundred grand
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Man I make this money dance
I criss cross, she sun tans
Propellers out the window over our lands
Where I land
Girl we
all you gotta do is say so
That's how I get down
(Get down, get down)
Put you in a crib, ice you out
Buy you whips at your disposal
That's how I
early
Turnup swerving and he don't got a learners
365 days in a year and these niggas still broke tell me whats your purpose
Im tryna get me a place by
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
The 411?
The '94 is here
We gon' have something new for y'all asses on this next album, man
Yeah, we gon' have something new for your asses
We going
bitch
I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'
Go against me, you won't stop losin'
From the city where every month is May-
Day at home, spray your dome
The real is back, the ville is back
Flow bananas here, peel this back
And what you'll find is, your highness
Can paint a picture that is vivid
Pick door number three if your price is right
I'll pull a DJ Quik "tonite is the night"
(Murphy Lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young
Blackness, tell your bitch to fall backwards
Fuck a hood pass, my shit's for all-access
Killing tracks like this we call practice
Any bullshit y'all twist
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
can do it your way, with mics or with metal shit
Niggas wanna shout, I'ma make noise
Niggas run they mouth, I'ma break jaws
Mase is comin' out
of the man nor his action
Class now is session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat
And don't flame it"
You playin life, wit a man who
play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fuckin' with my toy soldier
If he's a casualty of war, trust me I got more
bet I got it
If I don't bet all I gotta do is
Go, get it, stay up out my business
Ball 'til I fall, flossin' til I'm finished
I just go, get It, stay up
All right,
All you inductees fall out and form some kinda line or something
I want all you young ladies to stick your chests out
And get your hips
of taps played
By the one man band,
You knew this is where you'd have to make
Your last stand.
Well, so it was late last night,
She left on the final
"Get on the bus", go get your work
And keep your beeper chirpin' is a must
Is you on that dust or cornstarch?
Familiar with that smack man?
The music
Grand Theft Auto
You should bring your girls, Come back to the crib
Got a spot in the Hills, Come fuck with the kid
We could go and smoke, Put some
top, now let's go
Can't fall down, stay triumphant, keep on living
Stay on your toes
Get off the ropes
Don't let 'em ever count you out
Realize
evermore, because of Christmas Day
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas Day
While shepherds watch their flocks by night
They see a bright
Nigga this is Death Row
Westside nigga fuck 'em all
Don't go to sleep
You can get your cash on nigga if you peep
Other niggas close their eyes
when it was Holler Boys by Upchurch on the radio
So I sang boy-oh-boy
How I miss them old Toyotas
Yeah, country is as country does, we was but no one
Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by
_(cropped).jpg/230px-Amanda_Palmer_at_IFC_2016_-_IMG_0132_(24075269118)_(cropped).jpg "Amanda Palmer & the Grand Theft Orchestra")
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