Lyrics:
rock it
A rock as to my money you're now gone then I rock it
I'm like it to fly again guns best with sneakers
So once we churn that butta
Ass so fat
neighbors crazy, man, I think they fightin'
Aye, how I'm gon' sound? Saying, "I quit"
That's like somebody fat sayin' they fit
That's like somebody sayin',
If my eyes could see by faith I'd move mountains and seas
It only takes a small amount a mustard seed
I know it's going to happen because I believe
Let's just face it they don't want no more
I did it before I can do it again
Drop another album what's crack-a-lacking
We switched it up and you saw what
enough
Promotional bandits out stickin mad stickers up
They got graffiti ? all city
The anticipation keep clerks at Fat Beats way busy
Long for the day
you crashing the whip
Laughin at hoes, taking fakerss to amateur flicks
While the Ill Bill albums kidnapping your kids
[Chorus � Ill Bill
album that comes out is worse than the last one
Curses and a verse about how they're gonna blast one
Mumblin the lyrics off instead of really handlin
That
a Juggalo between ya thighs
Didn't like the fat kid that was cuttin' your lawn
Now your givin' head shots for your favorite song
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
So bitch
Got surprise and a fan base get fame
When I'm tryin' on a part you move a hand shake
Can't wait til my album drop
I'ma cop the money call a super
those jeans
Got a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me
By the individual hustle, that'd pay me
When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe
I be
Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven
(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one
'Pac and Biggie are
Passe cause back home
We speak in terms of Mac Dre and Fat Tone
I'm from a city where
There's actually people
That are bothered by
shops
Screamin they love the album,
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong
They
rush to drop an album..still
Got g's and car keys...wasn't stressed without one...yo wonder how
Come
I ain't rappin and I'm stayin
what's revered
By the the people who watch Akria
They anit know right but they stare
At the beginning of my new era
To clever
Who ever stepping over
contacted by magazines now
Holding them ransom with clips of my sound
I'm gonna need that advance in a week
I'm gon' need a couple thousand at least
Bitch I'm
draco, yea
He can't wait to take off a face
(Okay, Okay)
Hey, how are you feeling?
I'm good, I'm good, how are you?
Is your new album doing good?
Yes,
A Dream That Kanye Invited Me To
Perform LATE With Him i Wish’
Kanye Came To The Carnival And
I Performed Late With Him
My Favorite Song By Kanye, AN
Album
can take the blame
Ima grab him by the horns and spit up in his face
Tell him I'm creating magic like I'm David Blaine
Like I am number one and you
It's just Me, Myself and I upon this lonely road
But bruddah I'm still getting by
I'm tryna make it home
I don't know why they're moving sly
When I
"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I've
be anything then it's that nigga
Album ain't complete until I play the shit for that nigga
And by the smile on his face now it's a wrap nigga
Stop
both of 'em could brag now, I'm an entrepreneur and I rap now
I be poppin' them tags now, my pockets was empty, they fat now
I'm Saint Nick with
gots to start off my day to a fat-ass blunt
Step out the house on the get-high-creep
'Cause when I'm good and fucked-up
I'm a smash some peeps,
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