Search results for 'bonus track by mr lil one' Page #346

in the trap in the Stu doing tracks till the hoods gone... (Lil Wayne's back
No disrespect to the legends, cause..they the ones made me
Cause, they

a vet diamonds on the neck
I want Richard Mille nigga fuck a Patek 
Lil bro slobbing he off a 4 or wack
Ooops I mean wock use to have dope in my socks

we fuck on
The dresser I hit
It so raw I did not take my measures
(Good Good) Good weed codeine mix
That together chase your dreams
Got loud got white

me on the map
Lil shawty a ten, but she got no stats
I'm high, I might collapse
Need to chill on smokin' fat
Mary holdin' on my lungs
I'm gettin' so

deep, back to back, we send him up

Had to call Lil' Zip, remember days was comin' up
Mm, mm, mm
Had to chop up by the duck
Alright, I get the chips,

Yo it's your homie yes I'm back
Lil hyaah on the mafuckin' track
Took a little break from making my raps
Had to check in and yall still wack
Bouta'

B-52s hummin, while the track bumpin
And I used to think nothin
Runnin as a kid just frontin
Now I gotta back up
But never retract a statement
Never take

My whole team right beside me, how the fuck am I gon' lose
Keep a strap on my side, we ain't playin' by no rules
Diamonds hittin' off the stone, yo

stuck in last
Now pay attention to these
Lyrics like I'm your teacher
For your class (yeah)
He was runnin' runnin'
Runnin' he was going to
A track meet
I

though had no hope inside
Though I'm surrounded by all my people it's a lonely ride, a lonely ride
If I just left this place and ran away from it all

A golden gun for the last kill
It's cheap thrills by the dozen
And a bag of pills
I'm a lil faded so let me catch my breath
I smoke this joint til there's

up, lil' bitch yeah I doubt it
Float through the city like Aladdin
Run the game like McFadden
Having my own way, yeah, like a fuckin' savage
Yeah pussy

it list
This my f it list
This my f it list
This my f it list

Came up martin tommy cole
Man i stilla beat down gina
She got a lil thicker lately
Yeah

me get a real job
Now I see she got a only fans
I have to say this shit is real odd
But what's your talent lil mama u can only dance
Sometimes got

the club, can't forget that
Up the .40 on that nigga push yo' shit back

Just put a 30 in my pole for that diss track
Threw on the all white buffs, I feel

Nigga couldn't fight so you know he had to wrestle
Call me itadori yuji, cus im sukunas vessel
Damn man I just went insane, went fuckin mental
As a lil

me a lil
It ain't no big deal tho
Just promise me you won't let it go
I've tortured myself
At the bottom of the shelf
I lay my head down, and count

dots at yo whip n make you hit a tree
I kno freak hoes tryna fuck me off of jealousy
I got sick of being broke and found a remedy
Lil ho
She goin' off da

Smoking exotic this shit got me fried
I only travel by Uber or sky
Don't argue with niggas, too broke to reply
If ain't about money, go curl up

on my nawfside shit
Lil thang from Antoine she my nawfside bitch
Boss Hogg outlaw that's who i started it with
Shot out to everybody part of the clique

One on One

DJ Smurf

Dead Crunk

1998

This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Here to tell you this

Z czasów kiedy osiedlem nie był pierdolony serwer
Kurwa mać żaden z nas nie wiedział co to internet
To nie track o gnojach co chcą wdupiać kodeinę
Bo

the lake, come and see me
Bitch, I'm sick like a plague, uh
Hold up, lil' woadie
That ain't what he told me
Uptown killers by the river is nothing holy
Except

Ah You know how many pens I done put to the page
The hate inside their eyes got em looking a way
You know how many tracks I can cook in a day
This