Lyrics:
open your mouth
And they say that they'll leave yo ass dead
Dont know why they pressed
They scared 'cause I'm death
Spoke under my breath
Then I shot 'em
done)
Not number two but I am number one (am number one)
Roll up a wood, yeah we smoke by the ton (smoke by the ton)
And you know I tote weapons, I keep
converted to Islam but every once in awhile I read a bible verse y'all,
How am I to refrain from eatin pork and havin christmas when I thirst all,
All
Yeah, they want a slap I got one
Knuckle and brass, that stung
Kobe and Shaq, you lack one
Breaking the glass, that dunk
See where I'm at, have fun
'm true to the game, boy I won't never change
Boy this shit in my veins know greatness is the aim
This all I am, all I know, all I be, all I flow
Boy this
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
Jump in the game, jump in the lake
Why am I going so hard, I don't see diamonds that jump out the face
I treat this shit like a art, pick up the pencil
me cuz I got no one
Hadda grab a gun
Hadda chase the sun
How does heaven feel
Am I almost done
Why do I worry
About all this shit
When everyone leaves
mad homie,
Then homie I understand,
And if you’re mad,
Then homie say that then.
My people know what I am saying.
Been through it all y’all,
I guess
Look I'm on the run
I'm bouta go have me some fun
I'm sipping this shit by the ton
I'm living my life by the gun
Oh yeah
Left with my chest open
Cuz she
Look I'm on the run
I'm bouta go have me some fun
I'm sipping this shit by the ton
I'm living my life by the gun
Oh yeah
Left with my chest open
Cuz she
daa
Y33kc yanim ain't no setbacks
Y'all niggas for respect that we no really check homies
With the cheque bruh y3p3 y3de3 homeboy gotta get that
One
Yo
What up everybody?
Thank y'all for tunin' in, uh
And if you don't know, this beat right here
Is called "The Art Of Storytelling"
So I
Rockin' it... rockin' it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
Rockin' it... rockin' it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
Uh, ladies and gentlemen
We'd like to welcome y'all to this Def Jam party
And I'm your host with the most, Snoop D-O-Dub (haha)
Now, tonight, I
you run some Miles like a fucking mayor
So, it’s fuck y’all, ‘cause I don’t care
Make your second guesses ‘cause I’m on the first
I mean, I’m the nigga,
Squirrel
"I've searched for you all over, now you're found
No time to waste, we must find the Preacher Man
We must find the P.A. Mase (P.A. Mase)
For my
Squirrel
"I've searched for you all over, now you're found
No time to waste, we must find the Preacher Man
We must find the P.A. Mase (P.A. Mase)
For my
the whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny
Never used to be so lit
Nowadays it's just harvey nicks
Went up to selfridges
Like i wanna a size 8 in these
Uptown fun we're shopping
Dior drip
I am lonely lonely lonely
I am lonely lonely in my life
I am lonely lonely lonely
God help me help me to survive!
Remember first time we met
I don't need
No intro
But if y'all ain't know
I'm that young nigga named Keyanzo
I can take yo bitch
I can take yo hoe
Then I'll pass that shawty up
and I got 'em appalled
No gimmicks I'm giving my all
I am the shit like I sit in the stall
Learn how to crawl learn how to walk
I used to think that I did
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