Lyrics:
nigga off coke tried to act up
Against the world's greatest mind, Bob Digital
Might throw a Shaolin Hand-block or a fifty-two
My young son Big Un don't
like Tic Tac Toe
Check out the roster cleared 6 feet
Sponsored by Nike we are elite
Just like Max I am the center
Get back on bottom we know you
pivot (Yeah)
Walking where it's slippy (Yeah)
Deleon shots owned by my brother diddy's (Yeah)
Coffee I been sipping (Yeah)
Clothes I been shipping (Yeah)
round
Not thugs, 'cause thugs go 'round the brain of a brother's down
You be in it for a quick blink
But when you start to sink
You be deeper than you
I'm from a city full of scammers and charvas
Big boy bikes like the husqvarna
Fuck around you'll get rammed by the big navara
And the boys blacked
women, kids, sunsets, clouds
And she drew
Skyscrapers, fruit stands, cities, towns
Always said hello to passers-by
They'd ask her why she passed her time
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann. This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame. The narator is Norman Rose,
(Parody of the written prose "Desiderata" by Max Ehrmann. This was written by Christopher Guest of "Spinal Tap" fame. The narator is Norman Rose,
we'll never touch the same boat
I was talkin to my brother last night
Hella pape on the table surrounded by big pipes
Paper plate on the scale I need my
Oh yea by the way this that three shit you dig what im saying
I was raised by a different creed im Adonis with this
When I speak its always heat im
Big bag what I need for me to walk in
I ain't posting how I move, Don't do no talking
I got family by my side
I ain't got no friends
And I'm always
READY
TO BLAST OFF AS SOON AS IT TURNS GREEN
WHY O WHY IS IT SITTIN SO I HIGH
I GLIDE BY RIDIN HIGH FLOATIN
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Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for the big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
keep the change
Told her if she need paper
Then come fuck with gang
Deeper than rap
And a chain
3mDaMfGang
When it come down to turning up
To the max
Dance Now
Brothers
Come on lady
show me baby things I have to know,
don't you know I will blow if you let me go,
are you ready?
if you're ready
show
I got, two brothers
Never took the time, now we don't know one another, damn
But I guess I was too young and
Couldn't play a part, in the world they
niggas
And My stick
Like a sticker
I never robbed The plug
Man The plug be my nigga
My hearts big
But my loyalty's bigger
They say my name
Tell em keep
steak
Beef on a bitch plate
Yeah I gave an inch
And it didn't take
Y'all hesitate
I don't think you really want it
I was spitting for my brother and your
chops, big sticks
2-2-3's, hollow tips
Glockies with the fucking tits
Bitch we smoking opps we going hit for hit
You talking all this shit, don't be mad
your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what
your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what
from you
and you know too
of course you met them once
Just once
Once you met them
or twice, three times max
Numbers, I count them big
I'm accepting
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