Lyrics:
the team
We 1% because we believe Best on scene it's clear to me
I leave F-I-R-E on the beat All these people notice me
I'ma keep my place don't rioting
Violate this cipher pa we'll definitely strike back
All of us right there slight fear in our heart
Blink we take it right there
Doing our thing apart
love I can't lose some more
If you want it all, be careful what you wish for
If I never rap would I still get by?
If I was a bird would they think I’m
Yin cë bën ë piirdia yic
Yin cë bak në piirdia aa
My other half, e yin yitök ooo
Mafi binia ze inti...
Yin ba thiaak,yin ba laar ë nong mama
Yin ba
flapjacks
If we blow it all, don't matter my nigga
We gon' make that shit right back
Floatin' like a submarine
Flying like a G6
Gucci called the Lion, cause
And now that I have put it all out on the line,
Close the deal and brave the hands of time,
Your king, my queen, a wedding ring, for you,
Girl I wanna be
the gas
It was one past midnight!
We boned down Vernon
Right on Normandie
Left on Florence
Gettin' through the E.T.G.'s
Spun out on Vermont
Made
by the way that I been talking
Cuz when money talk, it about me, I know
I was voted most likely to flip the script on these bitches
Mr. Unpredictable,
Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Gotta Hold Me Down Baby)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(Uh)
You Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Never Know Right?)
Cuz
Bishop but we all know the outcome
Look at my team
All of um kings
Hope is for suckas
Get it by any means
Right hand
Right hand
Love the homeys them
Todd Zeile
Bobby ain't right
I'm the king of the hill
Know it ain't right
But the drugs help heal
All the pain I seen
Man, it really feel unreal
Don't
and mislead By the Blind
Eastside til the day that I die
There he go taking that spit again
Bet on me Boy imma get it in
All of em sweeter than cinnamon
I’m
don’t get it, she’s abusive, I used to care but now they muted
Slit wrist, with a couple tits
Semicolons connected by blue chicks
Shawty lost her mind,
strings, killin kings
Countin all pinky rings
Seizin control of the whole game
I took a pull from the blunt, inhaled it
Blew the smoke from my lungs
Into
By Bill Chadwick and John Chadwick
The king of Zor, he called for war
And the king of Zam, he answered.
They fashioned their weapons one upon one
complain just play
The hand that you was dealt.
You play them right you prevail,
You play them wrong then you fail.
It ain't hard to tell, when you be
you body, on a day of a storm
Don't be scared, I got'chu right by my side
You're all that I think about inside my mind
Listen, whenever you're feeling
the V-A-L-L-E-J-O
Where sellin' narcotics is all I know
I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind
And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find
Some may
the V-A-L-L-E-J-O
Where sellin' narcotics is all I know
I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind
And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find
Some may
Fizzy and the King, that's a special three
Far as money, less you work, the less you see
Put hands on 'em, they just wanna S-U-E (that's all)
You could
superficial
all these niggas artificial
Can't complain we ain't the same
I stack the bens and spend the change
It's just me it ain't no thang
Thought I told you
a banana no cap
I got the weed y'all keep the blow
Imma burn an' keep the nose
Let it bang till the speaker froze in the
Back seat lookin for some weed
ain't stopping till it takes off
What ever's guarding and fueling the confidence of
Your rebellion against the kings in your city
Take y'all on a ride
freeze
That's all we really hear when we walk down the streets
We try to do right because we was born to be kings
The battles not finish so distress won't
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