Lyrics:
Clap yo' hands and now stomp yo' feet
Bo Diddley back in the driver's seat
Speed down the highway doin' ninety-five
Ain't nobody gonna pass me by
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, ye 'earties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho,
[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by
shootin' nobody (Shootin' nobody)
They ain't talkin' about clothes
You know what I'm saying?
Yo, my man, I got a plan to do it all (What kind of plan
mic again*
V1- I’m just a young boy oh
I be young boy oh
Omo i enter the street
Nobody when believe me
So I begin to dey hustle by my self
I’m from
can I get a date on Friday?
Suavemente, just when I thought she'd say yes..
Yo, yo, that's when a kid pulled the tec and the whole crowd parted
Why
like)
Shawty bad as a mistress, but she a real wife
Ne-Yo live a ill life
Niggas say that I'm lucky, blessed what it feel like
Ooh, I love it, ooh,
Ugly duckling
Aru hi ne katappo no hane nai tori ga ite ne
De ne, de ne, wa, ttsuttemo nigenai no
N de ne, habataku kawari ni naitan da yo
Sore mo
what what what)
Can't nobody do it like y'all do
(What what what what)
When we spit, yo we never run outta rounds
This is life ball not
interrupted by a doorbell
3:52, who the hell is this?
I gets up quick, cocks my shit
Stop the dogs from barkin', then proceed to walkin'
Its a face that I
on the pole like a dancer
Grab you by yo neck then pin you down
Hit it from the back then spin you round
Eat that thang up girl make me drown
Anywhere you
fans follow Snake and the Batman
(Snake and the Batman)
(Snake and the Batman)
Tech N9ne is a man
That's held high by the fans
So everybody please
else)
Fuck arguing and harvesting the feelings, yo, I'd rather be by my fucking self
(Self, self, self, self)
'Til about two AM And I call back and I
gon' be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Vintage frames, I see nobody fuckin' wit' him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms
Who gone love you like I do
(Nobody)
Fly to France to get you shoes
(Nobody)
Have yo hair blowing out the coupe
(Tell me who) (who)
(Nobody
know me, Chris Black slash the O.G.
So please believe I'm gangsta I control these streets
[Ja Rule]
Yo, nobody leaves nobody breathes until I enter
them niggas busy
And I ain't trustin' nobody
So I took my money with
Cause last time they got me, get me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Stay on it by
the life that can lead you, lead you to an NE Heartbreak
(On the strength, boy!)
Form city to city, our friends and our fans, (Yo, peep this!)
They're
I'm so fly-y-y
I'm up in sky
Like an eagle in flight
I'm fly, so fly-y-y
Siminow, I'm so fly-y-y
So, t'n'n'n'n'n'ne ne ne, t'n'n'n'n'n'ne ne ne
Pleasure and pain in every aspect of the game
I'm the answer to yo prayers if you prayin' for change
So, I dare you compare us and say we the same
When
But ain't nobody ever heard of a
Killa killa doing damage off up in suburbia
Sinister rhyme minister
TECH N9NE be the menace (yes, yes)
Diminish ya
But I dream life, for I got
Somebody somebody
Cuz I dream life, I know I'll
Get by
I'll get by
Can't trust nobody
Nobody, yea yea
Can't trust yo
a little nigga by the name of Chris
Nobody paid him any mind, no one gave a shit (ahh)
Knowing he could rap, no one lent a hand
So he went about his
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