Lyrics:
goes down
Knowledge is power that's your secret weapon
Don't let them knock you down
Into no deep depression
Yo speak your mind that's
Called a speaking
deceitful
More time the ram's medieval
You know seh the hurt rate's lethal
I make opps wanna beef 'cause I'm rapping
Go pree every single face in their
built
Those autumn leaves would cover my hood in a crimson quilt
The world was mine and the memory of my home
Still triggered by the smell of fresh
Like a are-2 twin magnetic pimp response
Plus yo ass sweatin me like a cheap suit
[Chorus]
Just when you thought the pimpin was in you
Ah ah, it's
sprayed up with clips of this Bay love
Attackin you with vernacular, dialect and lingo
The Rapper Gone Bad, boy, peep the first single
Bounce and shake what
Like a are-2 twin magnetic pimp response
Plus yo ass sweatin me like a cheap suit
[Chorus]
Just when you thought the pimpin was in you
Ah ah, it's just
Uhh yeah Jersey baby!
Welcome to Jersey, ya heard?
Yeah, uh!
Can't even pump your own gas here!
Yo yeah, yeah, yo
I live alone in the armpit,
Yo, I heard my old bredrin tried to shoot his cousin, caught a bird
And by caught a bird I don't mean a pheasant
It's funny cah that same cousin
After four hundred yards, take a right
And then you have reached your destination
Yo, yo
And I've been single for a while now
I'm not been
Sei mein Feind, jag' dich mit der 'Retta
Chrome-Hearts-Jeans und der Belt Margiela
Maßgeschneidert, liefert dich ans Messer
Money-Bags, yo, ich
Said that it will ne-ver last
But I'm here by your side, the love of my life
[Ghostface]
And I'm here, that's my word
Only fight you when we makin
nah
Nothing Was The Same by Graham Dreezy
Used to put this song on repeat whenever you kick it with me
You were a good cook, used to do macaroni
Richtung Eden
Ernte toxische Blicke
Trotz Schlangen Richtung Eden
Meine Aura bulletproof
Yeah
Mafiosi-Pimp-Image, seit mei'm ersten Drive-By
Im
Follow Lyrics by Eddy Kenzo
Eddy Kenzoooo
Verse One
Cool Cool Baby Girl
Sika Money Sika Motor Car
You’re for me baby girl
Omukwano nempisa nyina
willst und
Dein Kopf nickt los guut
Ich bin 1A du nichtmal 10ZY
X mal gibts x-fach Bazooka Rap
In Videos machst du ein
Auf Drive-By mit Softguns
Doch wenns
the things that I pop
And then a nigga paid his bills from the hottest singles I drop
Last week I got a phone call
And here was my sister’s best friend say
Anybody in the hood ever taste this before?
Ever been chased by the Lord? Embraced by the warmth of the Son
then end up with their face to the floor?
I love
the Crucified
Yo what do you see when you close your eyes?
What will you see when your life goes by?
it rain
Live from the streets where the money's hunted by drainages
If it's aimless, ain't a single thing that can change it, I'm changing it
Get
Flyin' with a limit, you a paper plane
Bitch, I'm in my bag I'm in a single lane
I just wanna bill it by the ocean (ocean)
Smokin' all my worries 'til
a skeng
I started rapping in jail, so I gripped the pen
Every single nigga in the jail rates the bars
And when I land road, they said that I gotta go
quest
A greed law
That we abide by is ruthless
Enough will never satisfy
Until we toothless
Filthy millionaires
Are gamblin' until they muflis
Ey, ey
Kıpırda, kıpırda, kıpırda, kıpırda
Beat by Sago K, ey
Ey, ey
Sarkastik Sago fantastik diyalog
Ey, iki sıfır bir dokuz
Ya, ya
Cebinde daima
"Boom Bam")
Lanz Khan in this motherfucker, Yazee
On tha beat, Dj Rash, yo
("The hell raiser
Raising hell with the flavor" "Danger")
Milan, from South
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