Lyrics:
missing out the punch line
Unless this hanging noose is fitted to be all mine
I stood by everything I loved
While you never understood me much
That I got a one-track mind and this track's all mind
The whole three four five six seven eight nine
In the pocket, bursting in the air are rockets
bounce, to the ounce"
More, bounce.. to the ounce!
"More bounce, to the ounce"
Check eight seven six five four three two one
Money earnin Mount
Never been soft, I came from the trench
Throw up that 4, like I’m missing a finger
I got 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 Youngans that ready to slide on him (Go)
I got
get my battalion
Imma kill you and imma take my medallion
Bitch
I said 1 2 3 4 5
Gotta thank god I'm healthy an im alive
Ay
5 6 7 8 9
She wants to date
ONE, TWO, FREDDIE'S COMING FOR YOU,
THREE, FOUR, BETTER LOCK YOUR DOOR,
FIVE, SIX, GRAB YOUR CRUCIFIX,
SEVEN; EIGHT, BETTER STAY UP LATE,
NINE, TEN,
heard the radio station play a warning
Though they urged me not to worry
So I counted the flecks of snow as they fell by my window
One, two, three, four
eight seven six five four three
Girl you're the one who could lay it on
Look out
Boogie all day boogie all night
Boogie til you drop dew drop you drop
pockets full, money head to my toe, yeah, that is a lot of dough
Five shots out the gun, six dudes on the run
Seven more shots in the clip, but by eight, my
fresh as hell 3 days in the same clothes
I'm str8 out da streets, now my pockets waist deep, we slide wit dem sticks in Durangos
No rap, I get paid by
On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand
hitch-hiker be
How late would man A be
In arriving at the office by 9:30 a.m.?
If he still had 6 miles to travel
And his watch was running 23 minutes slow
how you rise after falling down
This is how you love
Love (step by step)
Love (step by step)
Love
Step eight
Girl meets a girl in a digital space
Bout
by two
Two for Paul and Silas
Three for the little bitty baby
Four for the Hebrew children
Five for the gospel preachers
That was born, born
Born
Shout out, to my man Lil Flip
Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six
Yea, I know about them Texas boys
Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in
motion only the strong survive
But on the 6 or the 5
Live is how the sets used to be, at the Racquet
Ball Club with music by, Andre Hatchett
Or either
[Kool G Rap]
I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricks
Crib way out in the sticks, they
"Ten, nine, eight, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero"
I'm hiding in the corner
Of an overgrown garden
Covering my body in leaves
And trying not
of coal and slag
Hope imprisoned in a three foot seam
Eight days passes and some were rescued
Leaving the dead to lie alone
Thru all their lives they dug
the dome three 6 on yeah
(Aye) I fell low to the bottom of the ditch (too low)
Lost souls in the bottom of the ditch (hey bra)
Found gold in the bottom
[Verse 3]
The djent man is very wrong
The beast is real not just in this song
The purpose of this symphony is to
Confirm the existence of this beast is
A Beautiful Garland On His Head.
O Three Eyed Lord, Please Bless Me Always With Prosperity.
6.
कपाल अग्नि ज्वाल महाकाल क्रोध जब करे
हो भस्म कामदेव रौद्र रूप
[Verse 3]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
(Call bugs on the phone, whodi, meet me by the dawn)
(Daffy dropped a dime, whodi, take him to the phone)
Knick-knack
like I'm feeling keep them hands up
And keep ya hands up
Hey, from the sunrise to the midnight star
I'm by far the hottest new thing the South seen
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