Lyrics:
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
busters who can't deal, give it up for real
(MC Ren)
Now when you see me, you're ducking and slipping, yo, then you fell
down
You fucked up and finally
own army to raise me up higher!
What good is someone that's fallen
To their own tricks?
Manipulated you, just like you always did
I am the diamonds,
then let me show you, darlin',
a little cowboy love.
Underneath the midnight moonlight,
cuddled up real tight, cozied down by a fire,
list'nin'
Y'all raise one up, we're bringing down this house
When it all goes south
Me and the boys got the guitars out
Singing them songs that we're living right
me, and you talk shit
You get shot bitch, and I took that
Hood rats on deck, that loud is all I blow
This shit to you it might sound wild
But this
me, and you talk shit
You get shot bitch, and I took that
Hood rats on deck, that loud is all I blow
This shit to you it might sound wild
But this
monsters walk all night
With they crack pipes tryna get right
Midnight we shoot dice
The whole house smelling like cooked crack
You beat me, and you talk
if ya hear me
PUMP PUMP if you're pissed
To the sell-outs, livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin' it up
Huh i guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm
enthused by big chains and bust-downs
All my songs on loop, got 'em movin' like a merry-go-round
Intricate with the sounds
Invertin' them frowns
Prague
bigger (Yeah)
Big on our own
When the fans come with her
Would think you looking at Nas and Jigga
For all my girls gone make 8 figures
Got trays of songs
the song
Some shit'll get you hurt if it go on too long
Cause once the nigga gets pissed, the gun goes click
By this time his attitude is fuck this
You
every single song
She taught me how to gamble and how to roll the dice
If it makes you feel good DO IT don't think twice
I was born in the sweet hot
You Gimme time
I give you kids
We gone raise em
For just what it is
We can go travel the world in a sleigh
Me and you and the reindeers just all by our
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
Burnin' up shits you
And fuck it I won't miss you
A lethal weapon my profession
500 G's
500 G's that put inches n yo life
Surrounded by 500 please
it goes up until it starts
I got my eye on you
Whatcha gonna do?
Daydream near a stream with the linear bites
Oh, I listen to the song on repeat
Halloween
We need a Halloween song
Phenom on the track
DPM app
I know you like this content (Ok)
Spare me your non-sense
All up in my comments
Jake found
(jiggy with it)
Now gonna and 2 step! (2 step!) aye, watch me 2 step! (2 step)
Now can you 2 step? (2 step!) Like I 2 step! (2 step!)
Watch me get, jiggy
(jiggy with it)
Now gonna and 2 step! (2 step!) aye, watch me 2 step! (2 step)
Now can you 2 step? (2 step!) Like I 2 step! (2 step!)
Watch me get, jiggy
you don't pay for a thing
Palm Angels on my chest
Trust me if I catch your bitch up at night
Then I'm taking your queen
Aye
Damn JuJu
Can't be fucking
hustlin' up the dirty deep
Betta watch them dirty boys down south we keep it dirty g
I know you heard of me
I got that work
Man I got that white and I
I wanted to take a moment and introduce you to a song that was written and produced by my son, William Walker Jr., called Raise Me
This song is deep,
on the block
Never was a Dow Jones
Got me up for the clock
It's Jo and I'm a rider
Bitches claim they got guns
Bitch yous a liar
Bitches copping cream from
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