Search results for 'jump off no 3 by lil flip' Page #541

us both out
If the train run off the track, crash and burn
We sat side by side awaiting our turn!
and I'm smiling, you're right, but still 

Chorus

song, think they getting kind of lazy
You mad doggy? Get up off me
Make it look easy, Jesus taught me
I drip, you soggy. Jump you froggy
Don't look back,

like I'm Sheldon
Im in my bag boy, who you telling? Not me
I'll make 4 if I shot 3
Like I said before, you cant stop me.
Here's some of my best bars by

with a thirty mag loaded
Surrounded by nothing but shooters and they fienin just to blow it
They all holding clip and they can't wait to show it
Have you

Christmas
This ain't no pretend shit
This is my world work you out like planet fitness
I been running to it
Can't make decisions off the liquor I be too

Ayy, this that chi-town shit, ayy, ayy, ayy, JD
I'm on with no feature
Drive by in a Beamer
He gon learn a lesson, I guess I'm his teacher
He tough

(TURNS TO CARLY) WHY WOULD YOU PHOTODOC MY HEAD ONTO
THE BODY OF A RHINOCEROS?
CARLY: WELL, I…
PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN: RHINOCEROS?
 OH NO, NO, NO.  YOU MADE

Ca$his]
Dude fuck around, hoody on hoody off, you on the ground/
Pop pop pop pop, big sound!/
Watch out now nigga!/

[Verse 3: Ca$his]
Figure the realest

me....
Verser 1:I crack a dutch then crank the ac/all My niggas gs we came up off
eightfies/ but now the bloggers and producers rate me/ been here forever

Murdergram (Streets Is Watching) [Soundtrack Version]

Murder Inc

Streets Is Watching

1998

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen
With three of the illest niggas together
Street music and so fourth

with that iron
Sat down heard me spit
Your lil brother fire
Made a couple songs
And it dropped on your day
Told me love no hoe
And you torn off my cape

on some other shit like cookin' with no oven mitts
I'm posted in the cut like stitch, the ghost sound like I upped the stick
She biting on my upper lip, I'm

on the motherfuckin' sticks

Two-way linens, my lil' nigga steppin' on business, you with it
I barely started this shit, I ain't finished
I'm harder than menacing, came

yea
Security come by yellin' at us
What the fuck yo problem man
Had to tell that dudes to take bout 20 percent offs it there
We just tryna party yea

no more
Only if it's bout the dividends, split ends, cut them niggas off
Only with the gang and them dead friends, hit the same bitch, send her out
You

minimal effort, I won't break no sweat like I'm Keith
First I grind all the weed and then I sprinkle the papers with keef
Is you fuckin' or matching cuz you

flips, battle rap scam artist
Nigga we ain't wit' the fraud shit
Matter of fact, how should I bar him?
That smooth Henny Goodz or that
Tay Roc no cup

good meat
No cheap cheap
King bed now got them big sheets
Fine lil shawdy that I found and she found me
Think she a keep keep
Lil chief keef cause she

every time while ya bank account voids 
still easy no roids
never foldin unda pressure
every time i leave tha house grab the pistol off the dresser still

Hair up in the breeze
I'm with the supaslats
Smoke up in the air we off that Cali pack
Lil mama want me I can tell she mad
I only want my money fuck

Everybody asking LUKE Bitch Who
No one knows you and the whole crowd yelling Woo
A backbiter stays back A back biter
You're Fucking mole hill I will make

the streets
She was born in Scottdale, right by DEC
Watched me thru the struggle, watch me flip the weight
Watch me sit and wait, I'm my time to break

Swear that Glock up on my law
I swear to God I see that boy in traffic
Take him off that map

You get no welcome, bitch
You know you get no fucking doubt

I'M c 70'S BcBY
THE 80'S WcS SO REcL/
90'S DEFINE ME
2 THOU NO CHILL/
I REMEMBER EVERYTHING
FROM cL GREEN TO BBD/
POISON TO STRICTLY BUSINESS
PUSH IT