Lyrics:
and dangerous
Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel
Dust, label us notorious. Thug ass niggas that love to bust, its strange to us
Y'all
Woo! Yeah, uh-huh
Uhh, turn it up, turn it up baby
Brand new, world premier
Pete Rock, ahh, Dilla Dawg
Jay Dee, yeah
Bring your crew dawgs
[J-Dilla]
threw fake smiles to me
All by myself, know they ain't proud for me, probably put that fire on me
Niggas know I step, I pay that shottas fee
I'ma make
no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our
to Jay Z
Check the stats and the pedigree
Ain't nan hoe that can play wit me
None of these hoes could ever uh
These hoes could never uh
None of these hoes
don't go broke
We should live like jay z be my yonce
You can be my RiRi I'm a be your rock o
I just got a message further it was from you
What could a man
a couple candy canes for my ho-ho-hoes
Ah, anyway
I live at the North Pole with my wife
And many happy elves, it's a happy life
I have rosy cheeks and I
Aye
We like Google check the facts boy
Got a Mac boy
Try me bad and you get slapped boy
Oh by the rap boy
Ciggy smokin' on a black boy that smell
cu'z I'ma wolf underground
Only God know what the plan is man I pray like everytime
Too many pains in my heart blazing like everytime
Yea
I just step in
the buttom right~
MO N O
조용히 등장
다 찢어 그 모습은 마치 군단
yeah
아무도 모르게 난 workin
감으로 부르면 나와있지
2 many leaders 4 one thing
아무도 모르게 가만히
아무도 모르게 난 workin
감으로 부르면 나와있지
2
trust
To the chest I BUST! Then we
Ride 'til the sun come
Shinin back to brighten up the sky, many die
Heard the Fugees was tryin to
Do me - look bitch! I
dou mão
Ajuda o próximo é a dica papos de sermão
Break
Jay The Zed – [Verso 2]
(Speaking - Yeah [Laughs]
MVRs nigga, you know the deal?
Black D, I
entertainin'
Your bitch wanna date me
Got so many hoes, I'm surprised I don't have a baby
Shawty think I'm wavy
I'm like fuck you, pay me
If we talkin'
you get shot in the vocal booth
I feel like I'm forcing our convos
So I stop, I go days without talking to hoes
Screw everyone, I'm by myself
And when
Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)
People hint and wonder and they want to know how and why
but let me first introduce myself I'm tagging name Romye
One for the treble, two for the bass
Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince back up in your face
Me and Jeff again, "Oh my" you say
1985 to the Y2K
The new
Slap grease on your head and hoes hang with you
I remember punk rock when it wasn't for sale
And death metal scarin people straight to hell
So many
of Bushwick
Like AI, my crew thick
So many hoes and they knew dick (uh)
New car, new crib, cash where my trap at
(yeah) shawty gave me that head
(head) , yeah,
all around me
I Be
Liberty City, OverTown, yeah, LMG
I Be
I Be. I Be. I Be
I Be
Got more hoes than IG
I Be
Got more dough than Jay-Z
I Be
Gotta keep
face down
Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Detroit Red
Bring that shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a nigga ass end up dead
(yeah)
I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
Five, four, three, two, that's time, I got
To you, that money
My dreams come true
My life in diamonds
Who
Aw shit, Aw fuck
Me, Kali and Ces we go to get bucks
On the path but didn't think we'd get stuck
By some crass lads that's 'bout to get tough
Drop the top on the coupe
So many hoes
I don't know who to choose
Jefe why do they want you to lose
Finna get lit off the juice
And it's green
Call
yo..
If school was pussy, I wouldn't miss a day
Big John Jay slay around the way, fish fillet
Taste the truth, ay' no more lies like
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