Lyrics:
hear pigs squealin'
Soldiers of fortune
Are torchin' huts
The girls on them tvs
Are shakin' their butts
I'm hyperventilatin'
I might be
and Dracos
I’m boutta blow up like fucking volcano
It be young niggas that be ducking them cases
Niggas still trap out vacant
It ain’t no games with me, I
It's like my whole name Don Dada and this strong got me so gone
I'm watching, I'm watchin' watchin, watchin' watchin' you
I know some niggas that be
M on the track but the only big is Ally's back
Yo Carmen hide that cat, Ally tryna give it a tap
Hut hut one, hut hut two, big stomach, big back too
ain't hear, "Hut one, hut two, hut three", swear to God them bitches just blitzed
The DEA and the task, "Need a search warrant", my ass
Had a hundred
it
The voice of the people to stay so strong
Why the think they messin' with me?
We 'bout to let em know exactly
Who we destined to be, hey
They don’t
heart of mine
Been washed to waste, been spat at in my face
Been beat to a pulp, but not these days
I wish somebody would, it would help my way
Keep it
and God, only thing I trust
If we fall off, can't keep in touch
Broke-ass niggas be hatin' too much
Ay
Yeah
Ran out of wok, thought this shit was a drought
If everything is going my way
Then why does it suck so much to be Eric Ritter today?
I'm like the captain of the football team
And every girl
ways I can get it chasing all dreams
6 deep don't need many at the scene
7 days a week i'm getting more green
8 ways they tryna stop me by all means
9
was tied up in their hut
They tried to threaten me to keep this a secret
One man said...
"We should kill him"
Another man added...
"We can't let him go"
on the really though
Hands, the keys, the Benz, the trees
The birds, the bees, the C's, the G's
I get it like I'm 'posed to, you should be close to me
Right
and throw away the throne.
We will likely spaceships. (beep)
By the speed of light the will get (beep)
(Trams)It's a secular day and it will be even better
stoop low, man a real king
Crown in my chest beating, I can feel this
Journey of my life got me acting crazy
People hut me the most, better I keep it all
discovered by mistake
Drop it as far from shore as possible otherwise it'll pop up at low tide or
be seen by some fisherman's opticals
Distributing! Body
yeah, slavery
Hes got his card, hes got his books
He knows is urgent, to poor a hut
He got his weakness, we've got his number
And we will be there
still gettin' injured
NIGGA DON'T YOU KNOW BY NOW THE TANK CAN'T BE DENTED?!!
And when we reach a hundred million cartridges
We ain't finished
Bitch
that booty do the beat Box on the floor
Keep up or sit back and put your feet up
Shawty got it hot in this bitch with no heater
She like diamonds Prada
Why'see me shuffle in the dirt
My how I sweat
But I don't mind
'Cause it's work
You got me rolling up my shirt
There's all my old friends
Sat by
You know I be sitting down
It ain't making no sense go fight for the country
Then you come back as a homeless
They don't honor yo sacrifice
Keep it
Down set hut I just called a play but that ain't nothing new
Nigga better listen to that shit that I be telling you
Tryna put you up on game, that's
two, three, four girls
Shotgun in the drop made a right
Hut-one, hut-two, told them, take a hike
Then it's on to the next, on, on to the next one
I can lay, lay shit down while you're going through? ...clright
It's recording? ...clright
Nothing Keep Telling Me To Stop
God Keep Telling Me
some its paddy-whack
Who used to be fragile, a piece of paper
Found a way to keep his head up
Lost when you know, what it is you're capable
Realize you
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