Lyrics:
hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me drift off get ya nodoz
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try
Uh,Big Daddy K,Morcheeba,Uh,Feel me,Uh
Every time I think about you
My senses start to raise
And when I try to get you
You're gone without
It's Russ the Rush on Fridays
Giving you ballistics on WRMS
Yo, I got a song cause hydraulics
You want the whole take? I said hold there, ha, ha,
with me now
This is the last album with downloaded beats
Last one, for you to correct this voice
Kill with, with me now
Kill this time, to listen
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
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
to constitute
What this country at times calls (yeah) their throwaway children
We seem to be approaching (come on) an age of the gross
We all have this idea
Sex, I'm takin no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe, a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin ain't easy but it's
never going to give up on that
Big romantic stuff
_________________________________________________
*Written by Bob Geldof
*Taken from the album entitled
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
[Erick Sermon]
Yeah yeah uh huh word up
Yo yo yo,
Yo!
Hey yo this here's procedure rock MC's during my leisure
Time I spend to do em in
hand not what I got and
(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)
And (Cool J) It's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and
(L) Get it all baby don't stop (L)
to be music that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather give that
shit, bet I live for it
For this moment
Had to vent so I hit up the big homie
Niggas don't even buy albums
But niggas still do anything for a deal,
to the hills, pimpin', loungin' by the pool
And I love the way it feel, of course, I keep it real
Garcon, come here yo, I'm kinda parched
I want a big Blue
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
rhyme book
No more shiners, already too much time took, and rappers
I hear you talkin' shit, I'm just too big to respond to it
God forbid I forget, go
[Chorus: x8]
This a trap
This ain't no album
This ain't no game
This a trap (trap muzik)
Welcome back to the trap
Niggas back in the trap
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
don't mind
It takes a lotta spine
To build all them young minds
Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time
Album what? we just makin' one
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
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