Lyrics:
was the funniest thing
as I started to remember some of the funniest things
see there was ashley,
she caught my eye the very second that she passed
Dependin' on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics
The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it?
Nod your head so I
trippy, I stay live
All this purple in my cup, match them grape 5's
I'm so high, I got three bitches that go bi
I'm so fly, I'm gettin' head like
to a block
Peoples was lookin wild rough
And I seen shorty with the mouth by DT's with handcuff
And gettin closer to her gate I figured that he wasn't bluffin'
[Chorus: Tec-9]
Little miss hot pants runnin the streets
Tryin to come up on a couple of G's
Infatuated by the Bling Bling
Such a shame to see
five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh Nelly, can I call you Mr. Hanes?"
Whichever one
fuck niggas sayin'
A truck pull up to the plane where we land
I drop some bands they pull up to where you lay your head
And blow that bitch out like
ain't Psycho it's Juju
Who's comin' wit tha shit now!
Head bob to the beat
Put some rocks at your feet
On the block with a fleet
Bass rattles
scopin now, Ho I need to get my dick sucked
I been ridin all day and now some hookers gettin fucked
I seen a bitch upon the stage and she was packin huge
came quick, how? I got foxes across the country
Before this deal, you could ask my city
Nigga, I was gettin' 'em hit before the money
Been had
at the head of a whiskey row
And they winds up down at the depot house some forty drinks below
And then sets up and turns around and goes her the other way
in my pants barely hanging by my balls
And if it get crunk from the weather to the wild
I'ma pull it out and tell a nigga ass out
And if it ain't
I reload it
I done popped another ectasy
But das ok
Some niggas love to hate
But das ok
I smoke the ounce of sticky green
Das ok
I reload it
And yeah I heard your story your fuckin' niggas bore me
On how you goin' out in the blaze of glory
You ask Joe you sad as John Doe
You can fool some heads
[Intro/Outro: repeat 2X ]
Foul cats scheamin up the setup
Tryin to leave me and my cream wet up
Two in the head leaded up
Call
then I gotta shot your head off. I'm keepin' a gun on me
Daily, 'cause if you got my niggas' roll, then they sure gon' try to take it.
Krayzie:
All over
shit for fun
Bein the dopest on my block made me ranked number one
No gun, just a pen and notebook paper by the sheet
In the crib, gettin funky off
WHILE IM FUCKIN U(X3)
AS LONG AS IM LOVIN YOU(X2)
[Verse: Major Nine]
I got ya legs by yo head im just tryna go deep, i aint scare im prepared to put
and they never shoot
My lil niggas drive down and slam on you like they 7'2
Big steppin hit em with several then he make the news
Big tellin playin by
a left swipe across yo face like we on tinder
See, Murdock starts a moth a fuckin inferno
I've walked through flames to get here by now it don't even burn
Uh, if you don't like it
Then slice your wrist
This the type of shit that set
Off brawls with hockey sticks shred gang
Nigga turn them Timbs to some
getting fat enough
I was getting brain I was getting brain she gave me a heads up
On my macaroni on my macaroni no Italian
I been going crazy like ten
gettin' stressed
I just feel like if you claim that you the best
Better have some fightin' words to back it up
Or I'm a lay your ass to rest (C'mon)
Rap is
hustlin', I can't be doin' assignments"
Gettin' my tarot cards read
I've been a bald head 'cause it's all in alignment
Okay, I run laps lookin' like Usain
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