Lyrics:
of my friend's van
I remember 1977
I started going to concerts and I saw the Led Zeppelin
I got a guitar on Christmas day
I dreamed that Jimmy Page would
time
It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga
Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling
Wu-tang is the CD that I travel with
Don't go
it down
Cause just cause lil mama call block
Didn't mean we couldn't mess around
So I kept on texting
But I shouldn't love her
And by now she had me
Caribou Lou in my glass yeah
I start a riot by accident
Somebody been showing ass again
I just started throwing some cash again
Pushing the crowd we
that
You better find one
Alright so, alright so, hold on, hold on, don't yo
Just stay, just like that, don't even, just stay
I'm not leaving
Alright
a teepee or a
Of a rounded off pup-tent affair. and ah, it's got fangs on the base of it, I don't know why but it's a very threatening sight. and then he's
started blackin' out
Pulled the Mac-10 out, stuck it in her face
Shut ya yakkin' mouth,
'fore I blow the brain from out the back ya scalp
Drug her by
down, Shorty we kill all racks
Brah!
All these niggas ass cheap
If you aks me, these niggas lab me
What we do?
Feed ‘em to the ones then
Catch me by
If I could just get through to you, you would see
Shorty, you (uh)
I think you the one for me (uh-huh)
I got booted by like three
But I grew and I
I needed to grow up a little first
Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I'm coming for closure
Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
s***
Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... s***
[Chorus:]
They say the game in trouble
Help on the way
Don't worry bout nothin'
Help
where I first started from
Them all listen when I play this riddim
Break it off when its given to me
Don't worry if its over I'll just wait
Sitting and waiting for about to biggy these
I stack by the Crackerjacks just through delieve
Stress it's a mess I decided to work
But it's hard to work
you, shotgun in da six hum
New Puerto Rican chick with a slick bun
I got your rum, got your rocks
Got your, oh daddy, please don't stop
I was your
the motherfuckin' pro
One nigga got pissed
And started reachin' for his shit
Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool
Like I said before, you don't get a second
Hammer
Started selling though, I'm too legit to quit
When it's hammer time, I'm pulling out the stick
I'm at the car lot, I'm going broke
I pay for five,
hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen
My rise to power was quick, they just wasn't
Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan
I
sour flavor on shorty, 'cause that ain't shit at all
I'm, yo G, I don't think he realizes it, Look at him!
ook at what? Dirty motherfucker, he ain't
a place where you ain't have a choice,
I hopped off the porch started playing with toys,
Walk into court let me pray to the lord,
I'm high I don't know what
and do-se-do
Don't say nothin' if you do-se-doed
(Oh no)
Let's scream and shout
And turn this jamboree-out
That's just what we're gonna do
'Cause I
Yo, I know everyone out there wanna know, "what the hell does this mean?"
Well, I don't know my damn self
Now what the hell does thoia thoing
and do-se-do
Don't say nothin' if you do-se-doed
(Oh no)
Let's scream and shout
And turn this jamboree-out
That's just what we're gonna do
'Cause I
of my friend's van
I remember 1977
I started going to concerts and I saw the Led Zeppelin
I got a guitar on Christmas day
I dreamed that Jimmy Page
to run up with my guitar
But then the singer said, he said
1,2, 3, 4
Hey Geneva don't you run
Get your guitar lets have some fun
Hey Geneva where you
.jpg/300px-Guitar_Shorty_(blues_musician).jpg "Guitar Shorty")
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