Lyrics:
To Al Green To Bring out The Old Days
Wishing OG's Was Still Stuck Into They Old Ways
No Snitches No Bitching Getting Digits By The Hour
Ignore The Phrase
got some killer brown)
Don't want no Bobby Brown I want Al Green
Gonna hit this Bobby come around I need that shit from Humboldt County
420 Airaqui
condom, nessuno dei miei conosce il bon ton (ehi-ehi)
Maccheroni, sei sciolto, per non tornare col buco ho tolto (bang-bang)
Dove sono cresciuto l'odio al
ANGEKOMMEN
(German)
Yeah, endlich angekommen
seh zum himmel und ich werde warm
und ich seh ihn plötzlich sternenklar
so als säh ich ihn zum ersten
duke it out like men
I beat you down with every word that flows out my pen
And I was the Green Hornet Bilal'd be Kato
Right by my side kickin up dust
nobody do it like us
Sunday morning play Al Green, make pancakes and watch cartoons
Sometimes get to change that scene, catch a plane and see somewhere
yo by Idi Amin
For green, niggas shaking, it ain't never seen my whole team
Secret to war, Outlawz rush the floor
Kill the Kadafi, thug in peace
a whip and I go to jenin
Takin you wit me to show you the scenes
It's nice over here but the grass isn't green
T3ali 3al dafeh lanshoof shabjdeed
20 of us
Tanktop
Mach' aus deinem Tanktop ein Netzhemd
Schieße aus dem Black Van
Drive By mit der Mac-10 keine Filler Lines
Ich servier' euch Punchlines
Mein Outfit
I can't complain
And inside the radio's playing a song so soft and serene
Is that a soulful Willy Mason or a modern Al Green
Well the truth is
through life with a blindfold
Love is showin' love to those
Who paved the way, that's my people
Politic with Al Green
An' now we're singin' together
Love
My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new
on her back and the birds in a hat made a crease on her ass, I was washing and ironing
Constantly mowing the ground coz the green is profound at growing
parody rap - Al Yankovich
And grab the game by the horns - Imma yank the sh*t.
I'm captain of my ship until I sink the b*tch.
On everything I had to make
running from me
Getting punched in the chest by Mohammad Ali
Red light, blue light, green light
My foot's gone floor-down in a WRXy
Cops flying, trying
Let's Stay Together
By Al Green
(Ooh yeah
Oh baby
Ooh yeah)
I'm, I'm so in love with you
Whatever you want to do
Is alright with me
'Cause you make
the green like im Bruce Banner and im riding with
A couple niggas in bandanas
Who do anything for loot and the cannabis
Young philanthropist
The damage is
Smokin dope by myself
Do it all for my health
Hell yea , kno I need the wealth
Run it up
I get the bag that’s a hunnit grand
Brown paper bag
the green
I'm on the road
Real nigga move by the code
I like all my bitches mean
Won't never fold
I ain't the nigga who told
Spinnin' yo block I patrol
I'm
But I won't stop
Don't gotta talk
Know you an opp
You know I'm a boss
Might die on a cross
Might die in the street
Get shot by police
I'm just a free
When we walked from Marion, AL
They shut the lights of Jimmy Lee Jackson down
With hardly a penny or gun in hand
They lowered his body 'neath
feeling good you can't hold me back
Now hol' up (Aye)
Yea right
I'm in the league (Hey, yea)
But Yah's in the lead (Hey)
I'm playing Al Green like his soul
that price try to get me homie
That's why I stay by my lonely or I'm with my guys
All these niggas counterfeit they in disguise
An when bitch tell me
Only Thing Stroke His Ego
Turned nun to some he the neighborhood hero
Verse:
Raised By the realest taught me how to chase a b-roll
Took the Ls
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