Lyrics:
Get you gone by Ten ya see that’s in Knoxville
I been focused on my past like Ryan Tannehill
But you already knew that bar
OK I got more
Pull up in
Rockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back
I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down
When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound
From
soul
I ain't ever had no halo
Smoke J's big as egg rolls
Hit that José Canseco
Mix that OJ and Cuervo
So high that I see angels
Came all the way from
forget what goes up gotta come down
(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
I just knew I shouldn't listen
that girl's realness isn't real
scrolling all day up and down
And hustlin like you don't ever sleep
Gotta make some
and understand that this is more than luxury
I'll make you feel alive inside
Ain't worried 'bout no enemies
Drivin' downtown
Match a face with a sound
Don't play
to
The Playhouse!
Where there are no rules, just simple have a good time
Make it feel good
Do whatever you want baby, just don't break nothing baby
Sound so good,
the close shave of a low fuckin' fade
Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with J-O-E
With Nickel we gon' make more cheese
Heavy hitter, call me Joell David
now I'm messin' with the guitar
And the way that it sounds you say shucks
It can't be real how the player just plucks on the strings
It rings yo, it's
I'm smooth like Dr. J when I shoot that's all day
Just walking in, became the captain for walking on
I'm popping my shit, talking it, get you
popped
and a world wide sound that will make ya dance, I wanna get em back on the dance floor I wanna give em back what they came here for that funk that sweet that
don't, bitch, you better run (Ayy)
They comin' with the sticks and the drums
(Ayy) the money make the band sound great
Buh-buh-buh-buh
What's your rate?
today
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
We'll be the legends that you hear about
We'll be the warrioirs win without a sound
You and me make a great
you make better movements
Or better choices, the one choose make me meta morph into an animal
I'm gulfing all of the starters J they need better sports,
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
tonight, we gettin off like o. j
And yo I got a dawg that bites, fuck the barking
Yo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts and
I fought my shit up
be thick be settin' up them tricks
Gettin' licks rules don't apply to gettin' rich
Start a business sell a ki pimp a bitch
Make that switch real
down
Domination is neutral and that's cool
I know you want me to be your favorite tool
Oh baby, let me hear those sounds
I took her to my royal hotel
Ohh, oh
Another one
Oh, oh
Mary J. Blige
Played yourself again, oh, damn
Move to the left again, oh, damn
Wishing that you had this
I know
days, good old days
Wanna make it to heaven's gate, yeah (oh)
And we need to escalate, I need
I need direction (i need direction)
To that street
brain just like acid raindrops
Mary Jane is the only thing that makes the pain stop
I let the music take over my soul, body and mind
To kick back,
Slanging D and J's like I'm crossing fades
And yeah, I be cross faded
It's my turn at the table, viva Las Vegas
This money can buy dreams, I feel like I've
pried the dark when it took out the light
Money could never free me from that vice
So stay by my side
Uh, now look how I glide
It's that J.A. and I shook
Cup of the ice
Vodka by the liter
Don't it sound nice
Peggy Gou on the speaker
If you can't fight then you better fucking stop it fool
Drinking all
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