Lyrics:
me
Boy let me, let me
Let me do those things for you
I been watching you from way 'cross the room
Won't ya come and rock it out with me
You
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
You say
One for the trouble
Two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock the
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Funky beats, y'all
Then you
run shit for hundreds, you follow I let the rest walk, please
We placing value on dreams
You're still sipping on lean
2018, need catch up or left back
peace to Arthur, boy, we gotta give him props
In his angel house he chopped our first nickel rocks
Natural-born hustler so you know the dreams grew
Gold
When I spit they salute OJT
When I rhyme I bring thunder OKC
We the kings of the game RAP
Brought to you by yours truly DJayZee
You niggas rap like
a damn thing funny"
Two thousand and thirteen shot
Common Sense and Ynot
Uac and Darian combined
We rock while you rot, no stress
We about our Daddy Business
We will never mind our own
By His Grace we'll overcome
And sit with Jesus on the throne
One One One One
Eleven Eleven
to pocket check you
For fuckin' what?
There hasn't been a dollar in
Those jeans since '07 dude really a bum
Nigga is you silly or dumb?
You went from beggin'
and signs for those who seek
When they said, Truly Joseph and his brother Benjamin are loved more by our father than
We, but we are a strong group, really
the righteous.
3 Those who believe in the unseen, and perform the prayers, and give from what We have provided for them.
4 And those who believe in what was
comes against you
Just remember, we are here for you
We the sons and daughters of oppression
We the orphans of war
We salute you and support you
We know
Party people are you with me?
Are you with me party people? (Repeat: x 4]
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make
a story and celebrate the glory
Drinks in the air for my niggas not here
This how we do, I see you D.U
Queens to the heavens, salute the hood legends
forth by us, of course you know
Stay out our way or behold the brute force of Me Jeff and Ready Rock C,
We're a trio, oh, you didn't know?
That means
Masters of the arena
We´re gladiators
Hail to thee, hail to the emperor
We are those who are about to die
We salute to you
We´re fighting for honor,
Run up on you when I'm moody
Pull up on you like Akuji
End it faster than an uzi
Runnin' real fast
All we tote is gats
Got demons from hell uh
No
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
There's a fork in the road ahead
I don't which way I'm gonna turn
There's a fork in the road ahead
About this year
We salute the troops
They're all
peace to Arthur, boy, we gotta give him props
In his angel house he chopped our first nickel rocks
Natural-born hustler so you know the dreams grew
Gold
peace to Arthur, boy, we gotta give him props
In his angel house he chopped our first nickel rocks
Natural-born hustler so you know the dreams grew
Gold
at you
I always wanted to ask you about a certain situa- about a metaphor actually
Uh, you spoke on the ground
What you mean by that, what the ground
I sit in this booth
And write rhymes
For the soul, I flow without further adieu
This aint a song about the strong
But the miraculous few
You askin me
Hollings: An' I think your suggestion is a good one. If you print those words, that would go a long way to satisfying everyone's objections, I
FZ: All we
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