Lyrics:
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
to quarantine
His crops and livestock boost the economy
Many would travel by boat to see him
His image don most schools and coliseums
A merchant, hustle those
my way
V.L., UPT, The ward? 13th
I represent no matter what, respect or check me
Let me live through round 1, and it's all on you
I retaliate, you
goodbye as I press the delete
Bring up the chair, tied by the hair, turn check the flop better send up a prayer
Sounding the flare, Johhny beware, Johhny
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
you're frightened by the
Thought of what's inside
Hiding behind my lifeless eyes
Enjoy these five long nights
Kick back and grab a slice
If you get killed
juss point me in his direction,
an ain't no tellin who I'll hit so you niggaz better run,
I'm Mr. Tre-five-seven, that's any kind of killaz gun.
Mutiny
Me and gang better not lose
Nine two couldn't walk in these shoes
Let me buss my groove
Hey
Let me go and buss my groove
Walking in this buss down
better get armed and ready
You'll vomit all your mom's spaghetti when you're harmed by Freddy
Five Nights at Freddy's
This bear's no teddy
Can you make it
of demon heaven
Step in looking deep as ever with heaps of cleavage scheming to get in V.I.P. with beverage
Cds USBs begging me to hear it
Teams asking me
guaranteed to have you clockin'
We only get better and only better we have gotten
This type of flow don't even think about stoppin'
Beware, the length
Tell 'em about the cash and the stash, and were I got my guns
And you know I'm the bird man 'cause I sold so much coco
Beware of the crack pipe, that's
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
ya move
You're caught inside a homicidal groove
Where only the idle loose
By violating one of life's most vital rules
Thou shalt not
But hell is a foul
stick-ups
I better see five stars next to my picture
If not, 2Pac will cop the Glock and
Come knockin' to getcha
I told you once, motherfucker, I'm a nut
Play
a difference
I have no tolerance for black ignorance
I keep striving, driving 'cause I'm driven
By the course of Allah, the true and living
Cream
or rain
Jackson 5 good times with Jefferson's
Yeah Baby you know I liked it better when
You lived closer but then you moved
But that couldn't stop
A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5
guaranteed to have you clockin'
We only get better and only better we have gotten
This type of flow don't even think about stoppin'
Beware, the length
sheets
I felt that it was time for me to make my move
I thought I better hurry up before I busted a groove
I leaned down to kiss her but then out
gonna groove it groove it
Now I got her lookin stupid
Youn gotta be sorry I want you just to do better
Nigga's think she pottied but Yxng Playboii got her
when at a show
The Klan couldn't keep the man from makin' mo'
Better blues, kinda confused here's the news
These grooves is better than your blue
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
Locked eyes in the first five
after curtain call
When we crossed the dateline
I knew we’d be back for more
Now bathed in the liquor light,
we’re
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