Lyrics:
throwin' go fast in they dope
Got knocks like no soap... Please! Only coke
The same dude claim he chipped the brick
But he lyin'. Claim it's clean
But it's
I ain't got no type
I just got certain things I like
I don't do one nights
Everyday she come on by
She ain't ever been shy
She don't like push
it's just me and you we having sex
This goes out to my ladies in little rock
That don't lay on no little cock
That'll rock that little postropedic
Till
sex with me
Look I keep a froze wrist, you could believe that
Girls stop in they tracks, like we playing freeze tag
And Redd don't deal with em, if
Skarreled all my life
Just to make an improvement
I did it all for the movement
Make you wonder how we dala
No kala, love me like bhata
Soon we selling out
it look like I came up and I struggled, no
I'm tryna make it to raise up the ones under rubble
No airlift I'll pass on the wisdom uncovered
Let them
pray to me (me)
She playin' with my balls like it's tennis, like it's Wii (wee)
Rough like Eve (Ruff Ryder), snake lowkey (Gangsta)
Foreign bitch,
Obama sounds like Osama to me.
Well my bedroom's watched by an Intafada,
Kids with bricks or strips in Gaza,
Point at me in my pajamas,
Laugh
to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the Ep along by James Todd
Smith I get
you quarter
If I stare at yuh doesn't mean that I'm a stalker
Up inna yo pussy girl, where mi affi march like solider
Yuh man fuck you good but baby I
Living righteous how we supposed to be but tempted by the enemy
I swallowed my pride listen to the message God giving me
Was lost but nah found
Walk by
the skits, so save the shit, I'll take you *?mundy?*
Yes it's I, the yippity zippity bad boy with papers
I higgity-hump and rump 'cause I'm rough like
Let it keep on flowing with no brakes
And bitch I keep blowing
Smoking on this dodie when I wake
Feel like I'm free throwing
Man this shit get easier
on live when they see us, don't want no bump
They ain't bout no gangsta shit, them niggas trying to be like us
You ain't stepping for your team, when I come
be your friend
Let's get real, you want a man who can make you feel
The way make you feel you feel like you kick in through
Every single person that's
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
window, spray di bed
Dis man a real bad man
Blood run out di body till
Di body have no red walk by
Drive by if a snow mi gwon sled
Through mi sey baby pussy
been spinning like a DVD
Trapped inside my mind trying to find way out some shii had hit the fan so many copped out
We ain't cool I heard you opped out
and forty nigga
You know you gon' get tackled
Get your land while you can home-man
Niggas so dope they named me twice like Duran Duran
Killa nigga put
nanny that's my mother's mammy.
Two tittle brothers with different fathers but we're still family.
Forget how rough I had it, let's see how smooth it
thoughts always change and acceleratin' frequently
Bitch I'm on acid and greenery
All I see AWGE and Marino then Infantry
DVD dreams like a reverie
I don't
see the man with the plane
I'd be the first to shake him by the hand
I'll be the first to give him the news
We're going to save Celia Cruz
Celia
along
Hey, not from the same part of town, but we both hear the same sound coming
Woo
And it sounds like war
Woo
And it breaks our hearts
When I
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