Lyrics:
later, goin' hard like we used to
On the dead homies
On the dead homies
I don't give a fuck about no politics in rap, my nigga
Our lil' homie Stunna
I remember playing Loteria with my brothers
Mesmerized by the images on the cards
Of the people and the things
All of it so vivid
Of those 58 cards
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
your heart like I'm a broom (sweep, sweep, sweep)
Me va mucho mejor así soltero
Jangueo bebo fumo, hago todo lo que yo quiero
No me hables de amor
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
si me dices por favor (por favor)
Yeah, I like the way it sounds, say: Amor
Lo que quieras si me dices por favor
Ella me dijo: Número uno, mi
Oh Island in the sun
Willed to me by my father's hand
All my days I will sing in praise
Of your forest water, your shining sand.
Si t supieras
that frenesí meant "Please love me"
And I could say frenesí
A lovely señorita caught my eye
I stood enchanted as she wandered by
And never knowing
My energy kinetic
The fitted hat by Ebbets
(Yessir)
(DJ Drama) Yeah
I like sugar, I like sweets, I don't like the spicy eats
I need bridges in
on life support
I'm the executioner, it's time to cut it short
Lil Tristy and Mr. Silly, it's a wrap
Your rhymes are so garbage, no need for a recap
I
At ease
I would like to welcome the newest No Limit Soldier
Mr. Snoop D-O Double G, and he brings to the tank
Money, power, respect, leadership,
fit relate o
Because my glory carry weight o
You wey support I appreciate o
Una own no go spoil by his grace o, grace o
Worldwide
E don go oh
Mr
Oh, I already see what it is
He thinks he's a gangsta
Mr. Collipark
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well, listen here, gangsta
Don't cross
Cai a noite sobre o (nosso amor)
E agora só restou do amor
Uma palavra
Adeus (adeus, adeus, adeus) ah
Woah, woah, woah
Want it all, I won't
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
smoke
I wouldn't be ther first inna my scheme
But from the looks weh mi see di judge by scheme
Mi know dis softer dan ice cream
Squaddy mi nah stop bun
conocí el la disco y se acercó
Después de un par de copas me besó
Y me dijo así, Mr. Romantic
"A mí no me hables de amor"
de ella me dejé llevar
Y
from 'round me (ho, get from 'round me)
You know I am the man, Mr. Miyagi (Mr. Mi- what?)
Yeah, I got hoes from Japan, they call me papi (across
[Bridge - Lil Wayne]
So you didnt get drafted by the NBA,
but you got drafted to defend your U.S.A
Now you got war on your mind,
put you on front
can't understand
How one real nigga became a real man
S is for the way I skeet in they mouth
One by one we muttin' 'em out
Man, them other niggas, y'all
of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
difficult
Pa' ti lo haré cien mil veces más
Bien o para mal
You know that I'll always be by your side
No hay nadie como
Tú y solo tú
No hay que llorar
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
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