Lyrics:
you ride around ya city
And now its goin down like the beats by Nitti
Meet me in the mall. Or meet me where they all
Fall through like the temp
to ammunition there's thirty .30s and 'K's
And them Trays hold me down like that du-rag that's on ya' waves, bro (Shadyville)
Ayo, you're listening to DJ Whoo
solja
I'm low to the floja
I though I told ya
Don't be unwise
Judge me not by my size
You won't believe your eyes
Once the X wing rise
Luke:
robbed by some of my bros (damn)
All of them hit me up for they dro now
I guess karma comes and it goes
Funny how this shit play out
Funny how the world
little guys with lies
Soon get dug by my Rambo knife
I'll take your life, your soul is-
Buck into-Buck into me with my Rambz
I'm carvin' the number six in
on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens.
[Chorus]
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin'
by that time, we are lucky having roland in the band. and he's
Just doing great songs and great guitar work he's doing. and a good pal as
Well. he's
away
MY BABY
Always comes around to save me
Yea I feel like a million bucks
THAT'S MY BABY
Feeling golden
Clearly showing
Mac and Owen
Back in business
[Huddy Combs]
Yo only got twelve bars so let me cut to the chase
Fuckin' wit' Stase I caught a buck in the face
I got the set me up
ain't even clear up on this shit
Don't know what's goin now
Listen close, this is called a freestyle
[Buckshot]
A lot of niggas are jealous of Buckshot
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
never tell
Movies are gonna make me a big star
'Cause I can play the part so well.
Well, I hope you'll come to see me in the movie
Then I know that
Yeah, niggas already know what the fuck goin' on with me, man
Big Doe Beezy checkin' in
Niggas know who run the fuckin' city, nigga (no zap)
Fuck
one-on-one, yall
niggas can't do it like me
you niggas ain't stunt like me, you niggas can't flex like me
you niggas say I'm Hollywood, but bitch, your album
Listening to my calm down album
Owen by Owen
Trying to remember your eyes
Missing you deeply
Trying to fall asleep
Cause maybe I'll see you in my
Listening to my calm down album
"Owen" by Owen
Trying to remember your eyes
Missing you deeply
Trying to fall asleep
Cause maybe I'll see you in my
a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'?
You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic
Shady
I'm like Grady
Look at me now
Retro and I are Siamese on the low
Ain't that crazy?
Y'all go from slaughterhouse to winehouse
Like Amy
This that buck
straight faced
You can buck it if you want to
Undermining cleverly your twisted schemes
The factors on to bigger and better things
Future shining
Amazing
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
well
We are some partying mothafuckas"
Tired of these rappers
Tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances
By these fucking backpackers
And I'm sick
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
make me feel like movin up north ya know
good idea
yeah i'd do it too
course then i couldn't watch the Packers ya know, the Packers are
gosh i like
or get stuck, get killed to get buck
A blessing of luck
I love all, test me, trust not
Above all but young niggas address me as such
Like Hannibal
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