Lyrics:
They even turn they heads when
They giving me dap
Because they bitches' heads always
Fall in my lap
I just jump and I swim, and I run me a lap
I wish Q
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
1, 2, 1, 2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit,
in blood,
Dodging the who, make the gun flip with ah swoo,
Bailing back on with my troops,
I'm runnin' with 4 crazy niggas
That's down with they
the Drum who was passing by
Bought the toy with a coin he'd picked up
You should have seen the gleam in his eye
As he saw a ?tune he's gleaned up? shined up
All my niggas who pump
The spirit'll jump out and grab shit
Max with the laser on 'em, staircase caskets
Broke bugged thugs in the hallway maxing
You told me it's the truth but I'm still afraid
I'm not the one who would jump the gun
If I had proof I'd take off my shades
And be blinded by
the rules
I blast on niggas so -
- my fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward
round in my brand new ninety-nine, fo' do', Volvo
I got a pocket full of be 's,
cocoa weed and ain't got no place to go tho'
But all my Boca Boys they
Kid Capri and Jay-Z)
It's Jay-Z and Kid Capri, uh-huh
'Cause I'm like that yo
I'm really like that (c'mon yeah)
As a youngin dumbin, gun in
greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players (uh)
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3
(We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall
After all, all, all, all, all....)
[Christ Bearer]
When them guns go off, bitches hit
find the right words
steaming hot cocoa and crystalline tea
are two of my favorite things except for the tea
here comes that part again the same
too much, wet 'em like a dove
But in the slang, in the speech, in the style
Connect, can never be ripped by a suburban child
Gun smoke, bonanza
jump in, but she don't like white men
So don't throw that work you fuckin jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
She ain't with the pale
little life like this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin'
Too much goin' on at one time, I'm dumb high
Seen in the peripheral, he jump tryna run by
His man in a whip, threw the clip and my gun back
Piece
I've been on
Back in the gold gold look at the showboat
Leaves is cocoa coming by the boatload
Chains promo Playcloths logo
I'm Lennox out of Belly you
fuckin' homo, we still remember
There once was a man who liked to jump around (jump around, yep)
But he got too old to jump up and down (up and down, so
know who's who
And they know I've over here so they come and find me right after they lose you
For you niggas in the way we can let the guns say
yourself, looking at Kendrick videos
Jump on the Internet, watching his interviews
I don't know what the fuck, lately got into you
Tell me who love you, I
got a body, they said they wanna kill me
Well, a nigga come and find me, live by the gun, you die by the gun
That's the code of the streets, just like
Tonight's the night I jump on my shh uh huh?
Lyrical mayhem
Rappers get laid down when I kick
K rounds, a transformer how I break down
Nouns
it off the farm
Home-grown, thick, dirty
My family feud dudes who pack 2's on survey
Jersey and house
Gun like an elephants snout
Pull ya
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