Lyrics:
he dormido bien
Son las cuatro y media y yo ya desperté
No estoy seguro de que sea niña bien
Niña bien no es (Okay?)
Así que déjamelo claro
Que es lo
trippin', I'm the exact opposite of five O
It's called survival of the fittest
I can't help it, cause I'm wit and you ain't wit
I come to get it, yeah I
say my name, ouu
V-A-N-G-O-H. Love girls that go both ways
Feel like magic Johnson with a condom when it's post game
Smile sponsored by Colgate. Ain't
drug industry
Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter
Residue molecules scatter
Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter
Mind brighter than
raised her to it
My partner O' apostrophe called me hostily
Saying the cameras got em yellin' child pornography
We been doing Areola for 8 years
Now we
Yeah ha.. we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
??
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin' me
Yeah ha... we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
????
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin'
Drone,
Rasuu, Gotti, Nina Ross, Skails; Seven,
Seven, Seven. (Outta my mind,
outta my mind, outta my mind and outta my brains,
brains) the pain is,
T-H-C, T-H-E, T-H-O-U-G-H-T
Makes me high in intelligence quotient
I drop facts like attache
Exfoliate rap and come cleaner than Jeru's enema
What's
by my side
M.O.B. until I die, females fall when I pass by
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
You know me; hundred dollar bills on my fold up, 80 4's every
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
See me I'm a child of the 3 trinity Father Son and Holy Ghost it's
L-I-G-H-T-A please don't forget all glory goes to the dopest
Most High Aidonai El
a buck
Dont bring phones on a glide
When we rolled up on sl...
That boy nearly died
I keep my nina tucked
But I still pray for my life
People come and go
*echoes*
[Chino XL]
Heh heh, let's see who I be now
The I-N-O behind the see and the H
With the X add the L I can spell cause I ain't Dan Quayle
[Kool
pumps, two to the front one to the back
One wheel in the air, gliding like that
Three O-7, rebuilt without chrome
Hundred spoke Daytons, with the two
me?
Picture myself a old man a O.G.
Some niggas will conversate with liars all day
Time pass (Nah lemme start somethin' else)
Soul on ice death
drug industry
Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter
Residue molecules scatter
Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter
Mind brighter than
musty ass nigga
That shit right there make me real furious
I'ma be dripping while stepping you while wearing a mask h2o delirious
No I don't know none
The boss H - O - G - Gs - L
- A - B with the S dub C
South West bitch nigga better cover and duck
Cause K shots hittin niggas
Makin boys do tucks
I'm tellin
blind me from the gloss
I keep my hand on nina ross for haters who wanna break me off
80 4's underneath my ride, fortified keep it by my side
M.O.B. until
warmin' your dick
don't ever let that be the reason
you don't form on the bitch
cause it's the K I double L 8 dash H O E
from the H I double L
sucka free H
This nigga think he bulletproof
I can't talk him, so I brought chalk to him
I had the lame on the asphalt
Bitch nigga ask how dpgc, l-o-n-g-b-e-a-c-h
Is
the child
On the road going extra mile
Smoke A O trim 2 pounds
Lord knows how we getting down
NorCal going wild no doubt
Pocket fulla tree gotta
Rocket in
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