Lyrics:
down (tell 'em girl)
Ay yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow
Buck 10 is
Who Mr. 10 off a laptop is
Don't get that shit wrong nigga
He only pull up when the cash out
When I pull up you know its straight bread
Uh Uh
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
karate
The ice on lil baby from Johnny
Allergic to them, can't let none of these niggas by me
They try me I'm hurting somebody
Open up fire but bitch we
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five call it Pac's revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin animal lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love
Them L's
Them L's
verse 1: Mr Cheeks 0:43
black and white thats the color of my flag
running thru the city in the whips playing tag
aint nothing
We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homey on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your
crew, before I put
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
crown, I ain't letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke hoes need to throw in the towel
Life's a wheel
life
You need a baller, I'm a baller your type
You need a playa, that's what I is fo' life
[Lil' Flip]
24's on the coupe when I roll by, four guns on my
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
Yo cuz, ringsend and Compton on a track what
The fuck’s up with that?
Where I come from bricks get danced on
Then sold by the fellas with the amps
it up to that life and I mean it
We in this bitch, we in this ho
I got the .40 on me now, I'm worse than Plaxico
Shout to Gangsta Gibbs, he
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
Gangster, gangster
(DatPiff dot com, world premiere) Okay yeah
I'm reloaded (gangster grizzils)
Trill outchea so after D6, I text Weezy
It's rough
I
Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan
Fantasy would fill my life and I
Love fantasy so much
Did you see in the morning light
I really talked, yes
(FSK), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Te non sei un gangster, sembri Mr. Bean (bitch ass)
Pussy ass nigga, non sei Blood né Crips
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
Call it Pac's revenge
I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open
Who Are You Lovin Lyrics
Ice Cube
featuring Mr. Short KHOP
Mr Short KHOP:
Nasty girl nasty girl in ya own little nasty world (4x)
Chorus:
We
the money's in good hands, huh
Four rings like LeBron tatted on my dashboard
Fly shit, clean body tatted by the passport, huh
What I rap for? To push
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