Lyrics:
shoulda ran his lips
He shoulda hit them w the script
Run a nigga down with the red dot
Put a bullet through that niggas dreadlocks
If he talking big you
with me.
Not getting any W's by dissing me
When I get them wins...
The assignment was really simple
Live life and keep it cute like a face dimple Im
(They say Ian make it ima show em that im raw)
(Verse1)
We ain't fearing ain't nobody dawg I'm harder than a steel
What's hanning w this trolls they ion
Kiyosaki
I do not ride w a fucking posse
I'm not tryna be cool witcha posse
Wish a nigga would just fucking try me
Cause at least there's a reason
contente,
Fácil fazer crítica não consciente,
Só que gorduras de minhas rimas não saem com detergente,
Não sou W.W mas me contrasto porque sou vasto,
Tipo
dash, do yo’ best to catch up (no cap)
Make me a M, turn it upside down, if you not catching on just know it’s a W (just know it’s a W)
These haters be
take the ball from his ass he don't want it
I'm da fucking MVP
cll these Niggas wanna be
I Just Chopped it up w Jd
I treat my bruddas like they me
& stitch
Wanna make this cash, baby lemme see you shake that ass
W-Wanna make this cash, baby lemme see you shake that ass
Wanna make this cash, baby lemme
fuck witchu
Taking the L's just to turn them to W's
Hit from the back with the mirror in front of you
Grabbing that ass anytime that I'm hugging you
I
W'adaa four, three, to two hours na adeɛ akye O
(You only get 4,3,to 2 hrs sleep)
Wobɛte maakye OO!
(The next thing you hear is good morning)
Gari
out
If you rock w me then i guess we gonna ball out
Smoking a blunt and I’m high like a kite so i get in my room and I’m fucking these bitches
Niggas
call the police
Shit is soo sad shit couldn't be me
D W A to the Y N E
Not worried bout peace when I'm carrying a piece
I need all my cake not just
much
Watch me lose my touch
All the fucks that I had
Draining all the water outta half full glass
Filled it up w liquor now it's 2, half past
Reliving my
byen
Sa m'te konn pwodwi c'etait paradisiaque
Fò'w santi wap viv men kounya mpap kou toupak
But wech o.b apres ma mort faut pas qu'tu cris
Mais si la vie
won't break
I must admit I need a break from the DTX
And When I leave I'm coming back w some fucking chips
I got so much on my plate and my fucking chest
bad**
Real, educated w class
***damn**
Fuck round & make me a dad
Backwoods burning like it’s a Forest fire
Sinners preaching issa church choir
Just wanna
cuento subió
Entré a la cabina, tu easy fasho
No quiero la fama, quiero ser leyenda como W y la guaya
Como W y la guaya
Listen to me, my nigga
El moreno
to catch their own W
(Catch they own W)
But unlocked what it takes
You know I'm in the cut
Like my barber with the fade uh yeah
Brody I know who I am
And my
Bank been gone
I'm back
I got my foot on the gas ain't going out bad (cW NcW)
c 100 and some of them bitches in the bag I stuffed em they gone
Can't
we need to hear Dre we miss Big N.W.A
Well what do they say "well here go this and listen to that"
Man somebody tell these labels that they artists
nie potrafię zebrać myśli
Gdy dookoła jawnie w chuja lecą wszyscy
To jak stan krytyczny zataczający koło
Jakbyś odzyskiwał co dnia życie na nowo
Możesz
Á sògo
I kno-o-o-w that the Spirit of God will cause an overflow
Ride on ride on ride on
Èmí oooo
Ride on ride on ride on ri-i-i-de on
Agbara oo
maski i kostium
I tak stąd ucieknę na końcu
Każdy z nas jest na innym stopniu
Jestem spalony a nie stoję w ogniu
Każda z nich była dla mnie jak potwór
uwierzyć w to?
Nie proszę o więcej, niż możesz mi dać
Czy jeszcze kiedyś powtórzy się
Co zdarzyło się nam
Co zdarzyło się nam
Tyle jest we mnie
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