Lyrics:
empty by the lampshade
I'm out of Excedrin again, great
Too early to tell, but at this rate
I'm thinkin' this might be a bad day
I walk out
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah
305 on Go, 305 on Go
You already know
Yeah, yeah it's DBoss all up on her lip gloss
305 the women all on goo
I’m movin
We the reason the hearse just left your hood and holdin' up traffic
Let the riddles do the scrappin', keep the gun in my fabric
Better pistol than
reception, nigga
Whack your clique one by one 'til no one left in it, nigga
Spot the car movin' slow with no lights, tryin' to creep
That's me, and I'm there
and South
I got my niggas The Top Guns here
We gonna sign this one off like this:
My life's been a great story in the ultimate war
Should I ill or do right?
Artist: Scarface
Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch
These niggas is fuckin with a dangerous game
Hey Joe, what's up baby?
Yeah, I like the beat
and shit
Gun smoke like in 1942
Rising from South Carolina youth
Through our hearts shot through
Wonder whos to blame bro
21 gram snatcha soul
Mmohoh mmohoh
Stand on the block, Reebok, gun cocked
Avalanche rock get paid off mass murderous services
Chef break 'em, watch the alley cats bake 'em
Four-nine made
Stand on the block, Reebok, gun cocked
Avalanche rock get paid off mass murderous services
Chef break 'em, watch the alley cats bake 'em
Four-nine made
a big gangsta, I turn her out with that foreign love
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of 'em, just sold it all
Surrounded by the angels, diamonds on when I'm
so heavy
Let the world know that
We War Ready
We War Ready
This how we movin son
We ain't toatin oozie guns
The word movin through me son
We war
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
Gucci frames when I slid up to her place
Don't do names, I just know her by the face
Dior runners movin' weight, I need a brace
Couple hundred,
Written by, Sosa Street,Expo1
Verse 1 Sosa Street
I call the connect he got it on deck I need me like twenty,
I get it direct my money correct king
movin', I'm movin' the pedal, I'm movin' it fast and I gotta get better
You lookin' at me like I'm feather, by shelf with a bag with umbrellas
I'm boppin'
gone[00:18.42]Mike Perry yo I got your nose[00:19.92]Bish this is my shot[00:20.40]I done came from the dirt[00:21.24]You might call it third world[00:22.23]Pour some
just hot (Come on)
Young niggas stay fly at all times (Uh)
Hoes 21 and under with gangsta rides (Uh)
Keep our guns by our sides at all times (Uh)
The United States of America
By the people
By the people
The show in Hollywood, those were 21-and-older people
They had police out there
Cardin'
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
Movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
Don't
estates been guarded by pit bulls and AK's
I'm straight cookin' them thangs
Movin' weight like I should
'Cause a nigga livin' good
Don't
die by these times
Not tryna fire up the, gat, but
Yeah I got a weapon, nerf gun
Work done, flirty with the girls, babes waves let me surf one
Most
on David Ruffin[01:04.74]In the end discussion, bitch can't tell me nothin[01:07.71]Ain't know hoe I need you, make her roll my weed[01:11.04]Grab her by her
monarchy / Let me see your body movin’ by the endorphine / So hold on to my focus by oxytocine / Don’t want to let me out, you want to put me in / The way
Niggas don't got dat dank
Boxin da beamer it stank
Laughin way straight to da bank
Hillary movin dat swank
Bitches sippin dat drank
All black rachet
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