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I hope they free my bro he been gone for a long time
(A long time)
I see the way they play and I don't got no time
One of my dogs in the cage

for the drums we bang away

E for the energy running like a race
F for the fun in our learning space
G for the games we all love to play
H for

the day,
D for the drums we bang away.

E for the energy, running like a race,
F for the fun in our learning space,
G for the games we all love to play,
H

we making shit hot
Take a drum on a drill
Like we changing hip-hop
Bail out gang if he play with big knots
Brody get slimey like he a big snot
Before

Yo AJ? Turn me up
Uh
Yeah, all I do is win, got a grin on my chin
Get it in, then I get it in, then I get it in again
What is good
Owe me money, turn

too long you'll wait too late
Waited to long you're way too late and you the one who sealed your fate
No you'll play the blame game, gonna meet your end

If I send yo ass a blue heart
You never don’t send one back bitch you trippin
Bitch if I buy your ass a blue rose
You don’t wanna buy one back then

or brew
But yo party at the crib
Bring a vibe and lets live
We goin’ turn it up

[Bridge: Frank Knight]

Rent too high so we got to throw a party
Rent too

Get a lil taste and wana copy ya

Big body the way I maneuver 
They heard the drums from the slums that bang through the sewer
Yeah I been livin off

blue
Imma go run up the numbers
I take yo’ bitch I ain’t givin’ her back (Ain’t givin’ her back)
Reach for my chain and I reach for the strap dawg
If bro

I created the wave so you know they gone hate
Big guns put them shits to yo face
Bad bitch tryna see where she stay
She a bad bitch so you know her

like a fan this shit leave yo ass stumbling
Fuck that chop turn yo ass to a mummy
Fuck that play with my gang we hit your mommy
Rocking all black like

it tell the time and the date
He ain't got it so I think that's why he hate
Get that bag and take yo bitch out to Jamaica
Know one thing about me I

run, 30 in every drum, oh my god
He dead not breathing SB beating
And Rugby lost his mind
Die Y got tired of blitzing them
Lil my kids in a... mouth, opp

music by myself no Ian signed to no label
Member them cold nights wit dukes and no cable
Hp lying to yo face telling y'all that he stable
No he ain't

Got that stank face on when I play it they shook
Watching screws getting loose, made the beat and I took it
Yeah
I made the beat and I took it
Making

rather play pity pat with a big booty bitch
I gotta put em in they place
Gotta show em it ain't safe
Got a drum in the back
To damn big I got no space

But I popped yo mans
Got screws loose up inside his can
HEIR SUPPORT Git
Yeah that’s my clan
If you ever disrespect you get slapped by my hand
Always

to a brick from a pebble
Whatever  
You think yo audios clever
I get it
I gotta body another
Let's go
You see the differences in the wrist
Take a pic, I'ma

fuck bitch it’s end of discussion
I’m with my king niggas and they clutchin
Stick with the drums like we playing percussion
I ain’t tryna argue I ain’t

a buzz fiend of real roots
So I said fuck loot, I'm out to get a certain high
I'm touching sound that will keep a writer getting by
One pound of flesh for

a buzz fiend of real roots
So I said fuck loot, I'm out to get a certain high
I'm touching sound that will keep a writer getting by
One pound of flesh for

Bomaye
Asante Bomaye

Hear the people chant, they ready for a show!
When you hear the drums, see the fire dance
You already know!
I know you heard

Good looking Ro! 
 
Talk my shit real quick 

I guess these niggas hate you 
When you too real
If the shoe was on yo foot 
How would you feel 
Cuz