Lyrics:
on collisions in these rap competitions
My crew catch records turns their frames into scrape metal
Off to the junk yard
Cuz ain't nobodies on my rap level you
I mean (guess who's back)
and mad than a motherfucker (yeah)
I was framed, so don't make the same mistake, nigga
You gotta learn how to shake
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
eyes
Painted toe nails, legacys die
Drivin by the well, egyption queens, Arabian shieks
Are paid to knock off rich kings, for the joy some sing
niggas, man, I hate them niggas
It's baby, bitch, say that shit two times (say it two)
Baby baby, he actin' brand new now (Baby Baby)
Had to shake him
blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
[Verse 1]
One for the devil two for my God
Father please forgive me while I rock this broad!
(Tormented)
I've been lovin coochie since it was
Bill Cosby comes Rico
Transmitting live to all my black people
Catch my drift, I'm down with my nigga E-Swift
My name is Tash, I'm from the group
blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
and crushed linen
Praise your name, I know some of them hate their due
Judgment day, don't they know they can't escape your crew
I'm just trying to live
to stay
My crew I'm believing so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they'll set
designated to be the queens, kings, and (??)
How many miles can you put on one soul
Before the smile starts to blend into one big bullet hole
[Brother
Lettin to ?Burner? Park, hot slugs
Leave you so called thugs laying in junk
(bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
Chorus *2X*
Spoken: Ha ha! Come on.
Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I
appetizer
Blowin' like a geyser, time only makes me wiser
Paraphenalia, and material, makes the crew imperial
I put the fear in you, sippin' beer with two
the whole crew
sit back and just do what you do
riding thru the city like
brighter then the street lights
its the queen tut
yeah you know I keep that thang
good to drive
Goin' live on a webcam with my girl, with my Earth Queen
In outer space, she wave goodbye to Earth, Took a selfie, threw her celly in
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
girlfriends call
if she don't get off until two (we got all night long)
I finally show up at 4:30 am
and I still have to drop my crew off (but i'll be back)
now
dreaming
Hoping we all live a life with a meaning
I swear I’m tripping when I lean
Catch me out here tryna get that cream
Married to the money she my queen
Alexander
He'll go down in the waves
By age twenty four
He had left the shore
And was sailing for the Queen
On a dark starry night
Albert awoke
muscle
He fought back but the attack was brutal
Futile to his survival and the event that his crew will
seek revenge on the assailants who rushed him
muscle
He fought back, but the attack was brutal
Futile to his survival and the event that his crew will
Seek revenge on the assailants who rushed him
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
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