Lyrics:
Yea, they call me Bizzo by the way
(By the way)
And we The9inetys by the way
(By the way)
We got that bounce mothafucka
(We got that bounce for ya
to thots
He acting so hard like he really own the block
Over there yapping his mouth, oh yeah he an opp
He do not want the smoke, knock em' down in a roll
He
So he can see me steady wright my lyrics down
And see my lookin up, inspired by his poster
Chasin my dreams, he's putting my closer
Just trying to be
and I carried a big knife"
Every day is a chase, every day is a race
And every day you're being overpowered by my bass
Too much juice to be a deuce,
Malcolm out of retirement
He go at me I hit him asap
Take that
Get shot up like a cap gun at a race track (Boom)
He's probably from the part of the Bay that
Urm one thing that
I have come to appreciate throughout making this album is
Is the different forms of love you can get
And I feel like
Everybody is
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that
it makes the hustle nice
Blood money filled up the pipes by snake types
Look at the President he shape-shifting man
Look at the Prime Minister he
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
the harvest they wouldst reap
He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call
For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep..
The monastery stood
Bro (Bro)
The NEON iCON album, are you serious?
It finally came out today
Are you serious bro? (What? What?)
Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about
might get it in heaps
Try to give it back he be like, nah that's yours to keep
So poetic baby girl you make it hard to speak
My dream lover make it
Pussies
Fall in and get quoted y'all
Yeah
It's Cashis
Welcome to the Shady game
G's up
Obie went plat
An' he back with another classic
50
at nigga
Queens where you at staten island where you at
Yea im from the nine they call it the land
Shooters by the deli i hope you understand
Feds in the van
But I'm due for luck she won't be creaped
By the end of this song in her mind in my arms she leaps
Now if that is just not the case highlight my ass
(keeping it real)
Yeah! (keeping it real)
Westside!
Is brooklyn in the house? (check it out)
What about queens in the house?!? (inglewood!)
Manhattan
was mad that we got hit by Japan
Historians will tell you he provoked that shit
He told lies in attempts to sugar coat that shit
In '45 troops were
kinda scared, cause I know he ain't gonna take his charge
He ain't prepared, and he'll have to face that
And I just needed another ride to the race track
the back
She walking stupid
Niggas really ain't opps
They just a nuisance
Why this nigga go buy a Glock
If he not gon' shoot it?
(This nigga stupid)
Ugly,
If you rep for your hood then make some noise
I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat
Don't he know Queen Bee got the ill deep throat?
Uh! Let
and Smackdown and with NXT
Then I gotta get my Yen's worth and watch some New Japan
Not enough hours in the day to satisfy this grappling fan
Super Strong
Yeah
Yeah
Sin
Queen N I
We on our way out the door
Yeah
I got a story to tell that I woke up in hell
And I'm praying to heaven when I'm smoking a L
ass like quiche, crack a smile like Shanice
Straight outta Jamaica, seen? Jamaica, Queens
But you could find me out in Georgia, or anywhere in between
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