Lyrics:
boy askin what he need to bring
I said some coligreen, some kale, some pot, and some ale
And that freak we met last night, I think her name was
Pull the towels
Before you hit that soap
When you think GDCC you should think
SOAP because Winsel Kitchens PP or any other
A B B R E V ation
Could a be
the comforting morning sun
for the lipstick that sticks to her glass
from last night
red because i hope w e're alright
by myself abeg run I'm for mei just dey hide my face because im broke but nor be say they go kill melord show us love nobody love us till we die nobody
school of hard knocks times the smacks by the scolds
A nigga was mummified and came back with the scrolls
Late nights taking strolls down memory lane
Deep
Ron E stands for ecstasy
So get addicted to the vibes
I overdosed on love that's the drug that gets me by
And can I get two more what I had last night
ever wanna see.
can't wait till the day taht we in this officially. Mr. and Mrs. K-O-L-G living happily, f
ollowed up by A-T-E. My misery, your sympathy.
nice it is
To sing the teacher blues (teacher blues)
Eight in the morning
Till five or six at night
I'm in my classroom
Makin sure my kids are alright
about the price
Last night
Sent a Kite
To my nigga doing life
He said Bless don’t stress
Because these Niggas living trife
And fucking with the wrong
like a great white shark bite. That's because I go hard like Tyson, like Mike
I go hard like trying to fight the light after the last two lines
I go
with Brad at a club last night by saying "Is it".
Thou shalt think for yourselves.
And thou shalt always...
Thou shalt always kill!
of your mind when you rhyme
The term Chino's Latin
But I got black soul
Flows I creates "Unforgettable" like Nat King Cole
Bulletholes through
sheet
'Cause life is too short, and it just gets shorter
I wish I had a quarter for all my people they slaughtered
Last year alone, in the Dead Zone
last night of your life.
100,000 thousand of us live every morning on a bridge.
We hang from ties and never truly die, or leave the clock or run out.
god might
I was makin bread I'm sorry ma I ain't come home last night
50 Bands yeah now we talkin I'm makin cash I'm catching flight to flight
Yeah
blanket at night it's like "Please
Let me breathe" but she
Think she your highness
And she thinks she's the finest I
Mean - she is fly
But when it comes
now rev up the hood
And these niggas could to be these Infamous could
And the Mafia villains would fuck up a rookie
Drop him to his knees wit a N-I-N-E
millenium. (word born no doubt) Time to hit 'em with that shit.
Down Low Reka:
Take flight thieves in the night hold ground
Swipe all belongings without
wake up and think
Today could be my last and that's fucking it
Living life everyday like there's nothing next
We're ghosts in a shell but autonomous
the one first day when we met
And yet and yet
Is this my dream or the truth?
Because a lot of people said we wouldn't last
Damn!!
Till today ain't no regret
dreams, last night about you
Ndi gutinya ko wambona nambaye amapingu
Sinshaka gusohoka no no ugh
Pockets look fat, and the boy look scrawny
Still in debt
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I'm gonna make myself the biggest Shrine
No one's gonna stop me, my life is Mine
Last person I tried to intertwine, Ended up in
last night a black car rolled up on a nigga
And when he pulled his mask down it was me
I stared in my eyes had the glock out ready
To blast no fear like
flows by myself
Pour more go go gadget
I'm in Slow Mo
4 More bars
I got double though
And a couple hoes
Running in yo door
Running to the dough
Running up
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