Lyrics:
known as a cold chiller
I got my heat on the front of the seat
Fuck a cop, anybody killa when a nigga gone off the bop gun
Niggas on the run, hah, click
got nothing to prove, fuck with camoflauged
She die, you gun' die tonight
If that bullet don't kill you, then you gon' bleed from a dog bite
My shit
rocks, like heavy metal
I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei
When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik
Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-see-M'n
work tryin' to get by
Every time I close my eyes
I'm havin' nightmares of closed caskets faced down
Thankin' is it my time
But got to watch these
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
him, better that than have police sag him
Plus a b.n.e., cause that's two felonies
You too young, wait - a few years later
Comin to a trey-eight, six
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
My heads been hurtin since 83'
Since birth my mommas been afraid of me
I was raised by the streets
I was made to be a young nigga makein cash so
runnin' ya mouth
It ain't no doubt about these killers, if ya call em' they comin'
Gun shots at all the hot spots keep niggas runnin'
I'm at the bar
they killas
But don't hang with no killas
This is Antioch, the A-N-T-I-O-see-H
And I'm the one who brought the Yoc
Up out the Golden State
You want
taught in the classroom
But to us it's nothing new (naw)
You hear it on the avenue
Even on the bus, at a barbecue
It's spoken, by people of all
see
If I feel he's gonna do some harm to me
Protectin' me, by any means necessary
In New Orleans, niggas killin' for less than a G
That's why it be,
know I keep a pound of trees 'cause I gotta maintain in me
But I'm losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
Gotta link with my B.N.C.
It's the life of my
kill your all ass Slob, you better get my shit back
I bust your ass my muthafuckin' ?? nigga"
[AWOL]
By now you should know that this is the be -K,
[Prodigy and Cormega]
For my G-pack niggas
Right, right
Shooting at cops nigga what
For my G-pack niggas
Fuck the police
N.Y.P.D. - New York
Yeah! I'm up early in the day time. Catchin worms then I throw them by the wayside
Ayy what's the word? Living young, ain't tryna waste time
feat. Mr. Lil One, Mr. Shadow
[Host:]
Tonight I'm standing on highway 666
Running pretends like the Cortez shipwreck
[Mr. Lil One]
Stimulated by
Houdini the god
I know that you saw all that shit from the gate
By the way that I been ripping these bars
H.N letter I to the C
Yeah that's what you call
on and on
See the world go flashing by
Like a bullet from a gun
Driving hard
Feeling free
Moving fast
At lightning speed
Hard and fast
Driving hard
see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with
Challenged by few
Rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun
This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
to your house by me is over
[Chorus]
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
When the pumps come out, ya'll
the mutha fuckin' jack it's all good 'cause I'm drivng nice cars pretty soon 25 to life spent behind bars, a wicked sly's life , 'cause I'm a son of a gun I'm
mood swings
Evil is what the mood brings
(Repeat)
[Verse Two]
Verse two is like a muthafuckin gun to your head
I'll let you see the pictures
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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