Lyrics:
I used to worry one day
They'd have feelings too
But these days I'm more worried
That that is not true
30 RS 6000 SP thin
One Twenty Mega Hertz P
-A on this album?"
I said "you bitch ass nigga, I am P-A, who the fuck is you nigga?
Know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody know I rep for Port Arthur, Texas
talking, ya know,
trying to sell my records to distributors
And they wouldn't take it because, you know
Some fat white kid figured it'd be funny
chips
Thirty-two ah P, all we know is eat, Thirty-two a P, all we know is eat
Big Glock on me, ain't no lemon squeeze, Cuz better not reach, he get hit by
à un p'tit, va t'en prendre à un gros poisson
Eh, p'te pute, s'demande pourquoi ça, envie d'tout casser
J'suis pas à l'abri d'mourir d'un trahison à la
pas en voir un seul qui contracte"
Ce jour où j'ai choisi de changer de programme
Et carrément d'mettre ma télé en stand-by
Le jour où j'ai vu qu'à
cause
Fuck a CON, fuck a P.O. man
You cowards lose, screw you in your county blues
See our views is to get money like Howard Hughes do
Limited
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got the p
I know you don't recognize me now
I dunked your tongue
How many
it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up
Top Dogg, bite em all, nigga burn the shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that
tiennent
Tout ça en un album, imagine le deuxième
[Refrain : Bigflo et Oli] x2
Et même si peu d'gens veulent le croire
On a pris rendez-vous, on attend
blue sky and a clear blue day
Fo' a G from D-P-G to wear clear blue and gray
I come, I came, I am, I ain't
The nigga you wants to fuck with, get
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
right ta be a G, Westside Connection
Live for red and blue, my nigga Masta P
But ain't no more God for us nigga
But we can live for that green
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
longtemps qu'j't'en parle
J'suis loin d'ta vie mais tu m'touches quand j'ai ton son dans l'casque
Et quand t'as l'blues, j'ai le même j'crois
Le sentiment
I'm lying there's not a album
Cause these verses like a scripture
But back to the topic told you I'd never unlock it
Your body lookin so chocolate that
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
les mains de frères qui se tiennent
Tout ça en un album, imagine le deuxième
Et même si peu d'gens veulent le croire
On a pris rendez-vous,
The blue strips stayin' on me like a grammar mistake
Cause when a nigga was down, They wasn't pickin' up the phone
I had to starve, all by my lonely, had
[Intro: Dig Dast (Jamel Simmons) {Gold D}]
Yo my nigga Jamel Simmons what the deal nigga?
(Gold D, Dig Dast what's goin down, what's goin down)
fades to pink and blue
As I cry
In your arms
And if you wanna take a picture
Maybe we could make an album too
And fill it with some stupid memories of us
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
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