Lyrics:
Freezeh 3 2 1 GO!
I don't care I don't give no fuck
I don't care Whatever you know I ain't gonna stop
I don't care You pussy niggas really really suck
I
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
denial, I'm bangin' niggas for slot time
Hurry up, duke, I'm next on line
And what the fuck is you lookin' at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with
Bitch, when I'm in a, uh
Bitch, when I'm in a two-by-two, I get real litty
Bitch, I'm lit in the city, bitch, I'm lit in the city
I don't give a fuck
Malik Elijah the next one thatll be on your top ten im locked in.
A new phase to a new day with a new wave of ocean
you cant claim you the dopest if you
down, take two steps left
And take two right now, yelling out wow
Take 2 right now, lights out, black light, brown cow
How now, Applaud bow, applomb
is dumb
In the streets we see police
Don't freeze but run
And the next thing that you know
Somebody reach for the gun?
Then the murder gets
the Tre on my back just like I’m Chris Paul
Out in the bay wit the pack I’m blowing big raws
Drip drip drip the Versace outfit wit the 2 chain kicks got
2oolie turnt he be getting em crunk
We gone ball out like everyday
And we don't gotta wait on the first of the month, On gang
Im from the gutter
If you
you would've been a star buck
Next morning, Frappuccino, I'm a boujie fuck
I get scared thinking bout what I'm capable of
Or my fam around the block,
the same thang
Yelling gang gang niggas set trippin' til its bang bang you the next victims so
Lets get it poppin like faygo, I'm tryna triple my bread
Fuck
CONCERNED WITH WHcT McTTERS ON THc INTERIOR
NEXT THcNG U KNOW ITS LIKE Yc ON JERRY SPRINGER
cCCUScTIONS FLYING POINTING STIFF FINGERS
PLcYED YcSELF HOMIE
Don't believe that shit?
Here's my middle finger
Twist on this
While you at it
Give my ass a kiss
Everybody fucking hates me
But my name isn't Chris
Every
homies next do' and I picked up the game
While they knockin' on the do' I get deep in ya dame
Gotta charge you a g just for speakin' my name
I'm not
Bitch I'm sipping gold bottles
You lil’ niggers thirsty
Still smoking bobby brown i’m on Kaley green
Cup full a Nyquil i’m on promethazine
You Niggas
a hook like chris
Two Damn Goats
Organize my Biz-a-ness by the relevance
If it ain’t music or my family, then yeah you get the hint.
Goat
Ion got
Two unacquainted geese have just
Woken up next to each other on a distant planet
Far from their own
After a brief exploration of the nearby terrain
you right
With you here by my side
Brunette hair with the big brown eyes
Yeah you always on my mind
And I promise
If you give me the time I'ma get you
to meet you
Cause I'm probably blacked out
Chris Benoit your ass
And make your family tap out
Am I out of line
Or just Out of my mind
I'll be confused for
Plus you gotta get yours
By any means it's on again
But you record slangin yayhoo
How the fuck can you win
Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
you was not ready
Next time swallow, don't choke cause it can be deadly
Bread on my mind and that's daily
Team on my back like I'm Brady
Got hittas in
black, brown, even Japanese, you gotta love it
And you know somebody out there goin', "man I like the beat
The hook is real tight, but I'm a keep it
the y2k
Doc gave you the millennium look
At how they feelin' us
I keep it rangin' from the bangin'
To the sangin' on these fools
Now I'm payin' deuce
that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's
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