Lyrics:
higher, I'm sippin' lean like I'm on a fuckin' diet
LA nigga, bout to start a fuckin' riot
Why you tryna deny it?
I can tell by the way you've been lookin'
of the earth
To turn its insides out, singing:
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
King of mortar, king of bricks
The river Styx was a river of stones
And Hades
And while I miss my la familia
That tide's invite is growing clearer
My vision quest isn't finished yet, not by a long shot
I'm here until the trees are
I put it on my past
And where I come from
South West FL, You already know
Where I wanna go, right back home
Put us on the map, pay cash for the trap
the leaves
On low plains
All is change!
I shed my wintry skin so
Hey!
Read my lips with faith
And don't be fooled
By my face
I'm not afraid
It's just a slight
Dayton rims
You watched the news, I lived in it
Look at the signs, they say "black owned"
So we gon' leave that shop alone
Burning down the Burger King
the bushes just to catch you by surprise, know ya worth young king don’t live ya life as a disguise, life can be worth all things if you keep love in ya mind
A couple of cigarettes, a quarter tank of gas
A twenty-dollar bill, guess we're headin' down south
Pawned my guitar, you sold some grass
Once we'd
Catch me embodying the mood, down south I'm trying to get in tune
With the feeling of the blues, I know will carry me through
Sacrifice is king, it serves
Oh, do you remember
When we were young? We just had fun
Pedal to the metal, shine into the steel
Sitting up front, Elivisi by the wheel
Putting
your bro's
We designed to fall
Yelling hold ya own
I tell 'em king in peace
I miss my brother MEG
A letter to the streets
La da da
La da da da
Yeah yeah
wine for everything
Selassie Häile father my king
Bien sûr j’ferai plus la même erreur
Un regard, essuie tes pleurs
Parlons plus, fais gonfler ton coeur
the sirens, form the alliance
South Bronx, Brook-lawn, nigga, New York Giants (c'mon)
Leave 'em brainless
Hit 'em with the stainless, it's the
(World's,
Some folks say lucky me, I leave that to the charmes
Car alarmes, gun fire heard by my moms
Had to be Elohim in the midst of the game
Made it out
Madafoker is say i slack
038 That's the code on my flag
I would rather be a legend than to struggle to go south
Ma san pun ki zina kantuuringa ka nyang teey
Madafoker is say i slack
038 That's the code on my flag
I would rather be a legend than to struggle to go south
Ma san pun ki zina kantuuringa ka nyang teey
of Hamon-Gog ...
Behold, the kings of the South, indoctrinated in hate,
And marked by fire, blood, and battle; turned away
To fight another day ...
Behold
(Gualo made this)
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
I brought the ho to the South (Vegas)
Sparked her up, put the ho
a reggae song
It's like a old flick, Godzilla vs King Kong
If you saw the movie than you know what's gonna happen
Down South, West Coast, than back
Freak nasty super bad, earring in her tongue
Smell good, Prada bag, angel perfume cologne
I'm tryin' to have me that lipstick by Mac
Make like
does she really think that she
Will get by with a dream
My woman want to be a superwoman
And I just had to say good-bye
Because I can't spend all my
Chorus:
(4x) Jack Frost nipping at your nose
(sample of Nat King Cole)
I'm sporting trippled down rain gear.
Dumping on flying rain deer
And that
Coronamos la tavuel desde Medellín Que se jodan, vamos a surtirnos de Louis Vuittin Un saludo pa' mi hermano King Pimp Quien dice que no fui yo el que la
Sonamos hasta London
Del Town al South
Música de exportación
Muchos criticando
Muchos envidiando
Pero con esta canción del estadio la sacó
One, two, three
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