Lyrics:
slang, I'm puffing a J
A hunnid a day, come up with a play
Most of these niggas be wanting to cuff on a bitch
I just be up in the waist, stuff in the safe
HARD NUT
Ola Onabule © 2010
That's Big J, kept alive by the power of anger.
Never knowingly ran from a chance to get hurt, Or make hurt.
But his
look
From someone who wants to be loved by you, oh oh oh oh
I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
the dark
Or its day time its good with me
Just cool I brought the whole hood with me
We had a Gabriel right before MTV
So we can g him to give us that
given day
The adjective amazing, spelled with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by usin, my pen
Set forth on a journey for the, perfect blend
Rhymin was
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
the bomb
Far beyond I'm headed
Big butter j-a-y uh
Oh my lord
Ain't nobody touching
So I still ain't tried
Back when I was a little child it wasn't
ridin around them porches
All base fish, my j's got choices
And every damn college, cause I'm hustling with these vulchers
Bought 10 bricks lost 3, I
Remember the days in mid-July
Under Spanish moss and a clear blue sky
Swelter in the heat in Jacksonville
Where dreams are due to be fulfilled
Me and me cousin, one Arthur McBride,
he and I took a stroll, down by the seaside
A seek for good fortune and what might be tide,
bein' just
here right by the beach[00:17.46]Maybe after hit the club it don't open til three[00:20.26]And we still got a week[00:21.73]And all you bitches
true love
Been around the world with no one
I've been by myself since day one
Since day one
I been going different places
Looking different faces
Felt
Luci goes to church on Sunday
He loves hearing tales about the good old days
Sits right next to J thrilled by the sermon
Chanting old tunes about
don't have any regret, but it's a bit of neglect
Missing my babies I love 'em and none of 'em leaving me yet
Feeling good like a villain should
In
and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all niggas just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate
young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings
Meeting Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the after party
Got
and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma
Do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla wen ever that stop
My team good, we don't really need
off of rap music
I’m translucent
I don’t talk I’d rather execute it it’s my second day up
Don’t need to wake up
My girl is a Victoria Secret Angel with
me the goods
The first college I attended was in the hood
Like a southern jaguar out of Baton Rouge
Hard to make it in the hood when you rap
Workin' just to get by
Workin' just to get by
Every day you try
Stackin' up to the sky
Till the day that you die
Money on your mind
Workin' just
meant to me?
From first sight that first night
I knew instantly
That you'd be the one for me
Deep down in my heart baby, oh yeah
?
Sat by me
Off of the liquor I'm feeling some way
Pass me the j
Cooling by Ackerman Way, must be the day
Blessing are coming my way
Feeling good vibes and emotion
to right
I don't know who to call
At the the end of the day
They don't want me to ball
Im think I'm better by myself
like I'm randy moss
No I will never
chains, new kicks, red lips, diva
I keep on grinding hard for the states
I keep on finding ways to create
I keep on remembering good old days
And I don't
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