Lyrics:
4/4 time
our feet on wheels and in the sky
yes we're going cause we'd die if we stayed here
and those dying dreams will carry what's good,
nose
Yea im hot im in my mode
We don't play by rules oh no
Wont let me in bust down that door
Can't sit at tha table I'll make my own
487 that's a home
always give you that
Stand or fear wrath
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 time to blow back
The format is down pat rest assured that
It's the Akil, Chali 2na you the mumma
sit back and relax on the money ain't no settlin'
More than that I'm ready to go running with my head in
Run that back one more time I'm trying to hear
the ceiling
But not my rhymes or skills that are spilling
I'm at my threshold for damage
And now I'm red unfeeling it's time to go
Cause when my armor's steady
à faire de ton gros 4x4 (okay)
Coupe le contact, okay, DJ, rewind that (show me what you got)
J't'en prie, recule si tu sais qu'tu fait pas l'taf (na-na)
and Advanced to
TROPICAL PENGUINS but on that topic I'll not mention
1 year concentration
The time had arrived power to techniques
Backing tracks acoustic gats 4
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
keep it comin'
Ain't no time to waste, a nigga play, we gon' burn him (yeah)
Can't tote no gun but got that Glock when I'm up in the yo' though
Plus
Why that nigga always in his feelings
Cause I got done dirty so many times and I really don't want no dealings
I'm feeling like Drake I got trust
to bring you the flav
represent'in L.B.
from the cradle to the grave
now hows that, one time for your mind
but when I write down the line
I give sight
behind me
I got head rest, Genesis played by the Brat-Hey
Bulletproof windows, for negroes, that want to act
Don't want to face the fact, That
cheese and to-ma-to (to)
Fuck is that? Especially for niggas that will pay no
Attention to instructions, like they still wan' disobey y'all
Wonder twin
that will be the same place you lay at
We been sipping drank by the pint since way back
We been candy paint on them 4s since they made that
Hop up in my
hunnid, now it's four
You know I double shit
Soon as I catch them I'm gon' get up
I ain't on no cutter shit
Try to fuck my bitch behind my back
That ain't
can say or do
That could stop us my nigguh we breaking through
We rolling 2 by 2
In a 4 by 4
Got a 4 door
Sitting 4 4
Pedal floor low
Going vroom
still chasin' that feeling (that feeling)
And I ain't really gotta wait for your opinion (hell no)
Used to feel like I wasn't shit without weed
But how
HOW TO SHOOT THAT WAY
KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! you know the killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?
It's time
HOW TO SHOOT THAT WAY
KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! you know the killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?
It's time
and I'll rampage your car so stay outta my road
Out of my lane I'm outta my brain, mind
Nuckin futs, but sane at the same, time
And I ain't smoking no Ghost
4 door ride so I hop in the ped, your friend got caught cause he was slow
I can't even lie that ting was mentz it was sad when **** died they fled
a whole lot of stares
Where was the truth I only see dares
Four sided hoes don't need no squares
A whole lot of red whole lot of blue
I don't know which
For you to go to against the grain is too risky and dangerous
And ain't no need to proving points that to close to explaining
For you to go
don't just pick one
4+4 Ion leave no crumbs
Said my get back dumb
Real bad too ima get that one
When I'm at saks I don't just pick one
4+4 Ion leave no
Discuss these no time 4 that by rbl posse Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In