Lyrics:
the hell you think we livin?
How you think it feel to be a Simmons
Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving
People want to know why I ain't on my brother's
out their names and niggas still ain't wanna [?]
Lu probly tell me Trouble you gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your background
Said this is
[Girl]
You ain't shit your daddy ain't shit
your brother ain't shit your money ain't shit
your lab ain't shit your rings ain't shit
the newest release it's called hype
DJ break loop
I hear the Mecca all the time
Hoping that the 4 line fall right in line
For all who ain't buying it because
Strongman , Cabum they all be proud of us
I don't know borders and barriers
It's never over when you bury us
Motherfucker am a seed eeii
These niggas so
flame with no shame
Now many people die over these dead green guys
Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise
It's the root of all evil and sins
was only a year ago that I played these songs for you with the band and all! I miss it so much!
Oh gosh, it debuted at twelve and it got to number six,
Will.i.am the ghetto (you can find it all), Will.i.am the ghetto (in the street)
'Cause I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature
Gotta keep thuggin I'm thuggin,
know you don't love me, baby
They're trying to take you away from me
Only over my dead body
I think I killed everybody in the game last year
Man,
Y'all niggas scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk
[Black Thought]
Yeah, sitting in the staircase, holding back tears
Looking over mad years worth of photographs
Pictures of some places I ain't never
I might be in Toronto next week
I'm all over the place, bitch
Ayy, Cash Carti (yeah)
I'm on my different shit
I can't trust these bitches 'cause
These
hit my parlay"
Every single year I say the same thing, but I don't see much changing
I could talk all I want but I ain't doin it like they did
What's
asked me to pull over
He said, ""If I was him I'd like someone to stop""
So we stopped
Old Dirty William asked for a couple of bucks:
""Sorry lad it
cheese
It's off the hook this year
Makin mad money off the books this year
Ain't nothin but crooks in here
Gettin mad money off the books this year
my mama to her room and let the doctor do his thing
Was a whole lotta blood, yeah I was born in it
Gang banging my family got torn in it, all over
That we are not fighting back
Brothers, sistas, niggas
When I say "niggas" it is not the nigga we are grown to fear
It is not the nigga we say as if
i just lost my heart(heart)
Bianca she broke it twice
And she ain't leave no trace(trace)
Nigger got shot behind
when he tried to save his brother
board
The regulations state that if your answers to these questions do not match those of your alleged father, William Wong, you will be denied entry
And it's all over
Yeah
Hey
When it's all over
When it's all over
When it's all over
Oh yeah
Still got my head in the clouds
And I ain't coming down
Got my
The cycle on and on, Badu or taboo we all fragile
So if l'm helping out it's cause I had too
Uh, I don't know everything cause I ain't ask you
You keep
green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap magazine
I give a fuck about these mothafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my hip-hop brothers
Get your
I won’t fall for the jook
This one is all for the books
You shoulda popped years agosmack start
Wit’ the looks but today? The revenge
Trust dawg
legit
I still take the chance, I'm drug rich
These niggas givin' y'all mad checks
Later on you gon' have to pay back double
Hope you ain't spend it all
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