Lyrics:
nobody F'in us
Seen a lot of faces, been through so many phases
Give me Cristal baby man up, man up, yeah
Proud of the mental methodical mind hunter
happen
I don't know
Listen to this album, that's a no
I'm just talking now
Ranting off this track like I'm f-wording doing now
(Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot
college students bring your Ouijas'
Check the spellin', R E F U G E E get the CD from Sam Goody
You ain't even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Don't be
vibe
Yo we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble, F what your man do
It's all about this husltin' game, muscle and fame
erect
Oh shit! Why me? How could this be?
JT bein dissed by Jimbrowski?
Like I needed a sex instructor
When normally, there, I'da been fucked her
Sayin
[Ingrid Smalls]
Na na na.
Oh, oh, oh, no no no
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah
I done been in this game for years, it made me an animal
I learned that
u wit da homie game recognize game
-u let a couple niggas bounce I heard for da F
-dat liquor get u down feel curse feel death
-from coke
Regime, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Album to the face, nigga you Love 2 Hate
Yes, it's that nigga you Love 2 Hate
Young nigga, wit money, you Love 2 Hate
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
erra
Disparos certeiros é guerra
Tchacoly é o wi pega bue de wis
no game e lhes enterra
Ninguém pode vir dizer q sou lame
Não faço esse mambo
Por causa
And the swallow game major
These cowards ain't gangsta, they tellin you lies by sellin you dreams
And they ain't fill ins, they fiends
Plus they rat, and it's too
a game, ain't no time for fun
I'm the young rap Lord, so I gotta hold it down
It's Easy Mo Bee, G. Rap and Jinx Da Juvenile.
Verse 3: (Kool G. Rap)
feel like Kim with the tit out (uh)
Queen matchet pon da h'air when I pop out
I take a pic no filly that's Getty (click click)
Fuck'em like a bunny leave
the new owner of these fuckin streets
Go by da name of Plies have you heard of me?
[Verse 1:]
Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one
Right now homie
files
Got these phony's actin childish like a class of juveniles
Christiano Ronaldo by the way that I'm kickin' it
Giuiliano Amato I ain't runnin' I'm
cypher
ZOTE nnatia kambani uhakika sito paisha
Kama ulibet nitafeli umechana mkeka
Game controller, mithili ya L na flamboyant
Chombo kinaenda mlama
understand
That one rapper stepped and left
And then ya bend him
That shit ain't right but peep game
These brothers got somethin' to
Prove so I'ma exchange
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
game time in the city that's how we do it
Whippin' these scats and cats, we outside with the bros this life a movie
Throw up them sixes
If you f*ck with
shit hurts to say
Burnt the page writing this album, couldn't have a different outcome
Radical like Anon, radical like Malcolm
I don't need a cape
ja wir F***** das Game
Und sie fragen ist wahr
Hat er Fünfhundert in bar
Weil er niemals etwas sagt
Nimmt er Sünden mit ins grab
Ich sehe das viertel
Niggas get left and found over boy and girl
F*ck playin' the game raw, I play it smart nigga
Think I'm gonna get caught up nigga? I won't nigga
I keep my
f-found
I'm just tryna get you to let me hold you
In my arms, in my mind all the time
I wanna keep you right by my side 'til I die
I'm gonna hold
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