Lyrics:
should've known
Big Boy call me cl Capone, Big Boy fuck a chaperone
But they stay watching hard, looking too hard when I always pass by
I can see they
Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off
You too, boy, if ya fuck with me
The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Off yo ass, that's how I'm
of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who worked
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
Gonna make you choke boy
Gonna make you choke boy
Gonna make you choke boy
Guns i tote boy
Hit you in the nose boy
Gonna make you choke boy
Gonna
Triple digits on the dash, flying around like the Flash
I only score, never pass
I only score, never pass
Triple digits on the dash, flying around
Besides fear the bust?
My boys never had
Moist tear ducts but cry
All you maggots
Ever want to do is get fly
Better pay your taxes
To the savage
Block by
ain’t just passing by
It is what it is don't be asking me why
Boy its 1-2-3 fingers repping that shit till I die
I live fast flash hoping I don't crash
I
See I heard my homie T and that boy spoke to me
I've never met him but well
I was clicking in the third degree
My skin was scorched from steady heat
world, Mhmm
Ain't impressed by diamonds and pearls, Mmm (Let me tell you a little bit about me)
See I can play my part right (Yeah)
This ain’t bout no talk
Yeah
Denero
Uh
Y'all don't practice what you preach
Niggas flash cash on the gram
But can't put cash in the streets
Everybody gun go blam
But know
Justification
Scholarly debate
Blinding flash, from the sky
No one is safe
Into the void, A path we chose
Into the void.
Little Boy and The Fat Man
Politicians
don't need nobody, that's somebody that I need
Girl, you got potential, that's something I could set free
All I ask of you is leave your boy
the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt, butt-naked it all work
You nasty boy, you nasty
You
"Oh God"
Oh God... this drink I'm on wont let me act right
Oh God... I need that money and them flash lights
Oh God this shorty came up from my
Sponsored by soap and folgers
More dope than baking soda
Gotta couple beats in the stash
Coming from the seeds of the past
Never been appeased by the flash
I
she soft to the meat
Rock, rock, he bringin' the Glock
Glock Nazi, boy, it came in the street
Yeah, while I was fuckin' down
We knew that boy don't
the bottle down and then turned to search for the doorway that would
By memory, lead her toward the phone next to her chair in the living room
A straight
They liars, at the end of the day, we're fuckin' survivors
I remember watchin' Scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by
Flash was On The Beat Box Goin' That
Flash was On The Beat Box Goin' That
Flash was On The Beat Box Goin'
And and and and
Sha Na Na
Italian, Caucasion,
Mel, Flash
Rocksteady spinnin' on they back
Can't forget when the first rap Grammy went to Jazzy, Fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up rap hasn't been
surrender to
A dust cloud on the rise
Wild boys fallen far from glory
Reckless and so hungered
On the razors edge you trail
Because there's murder by
surrender to
A dust cloud on the rise
Wild boys fallen far from glory
Reckless and so hungered
On the razors edge you trail
Because there's murder by
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
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