Lyrics:
Hook x3
[Big Chan]
I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty
I'm still the greatest
[Layzie Bone]
And I'ma bad man
[Big Chan]
Hot child in the city
on the run
One by one and two by two
Our hearts beat a rhythm true
Wave goodbye now baby blue
You're exploding like a star into the gloom
I thought I could
Sans! Sans! Wake up! (What is it, dude?)
A human has fallen from the surface world
(Really? And you got a bone
To pick with him?) ugh! No time for
Hop on the beat and I'm vibin
I have two hoes in the room and it's private
I have two hoes in the room and we all off them shrooms
Throwin ones
Our love is luminous
sparkles like a ruby does
but caught in this room with us
it's bound to make us blue, I guess
And now all that's left is bone
I'm going downtown with the boys in blue
And I'll be locked up for a day or two
They got my wheels stashed in the parking lot
Two hundred fifty bones
Horsemen spread his corpse across the ground
Priest pick niggas off that talk, with a pound
Come on..
Chorus 2
[Kurupt]
Let me tell em, the headless
The two party system is some bullshit
You want me to pick my favorite piece of shit
Something's got to change
I don't wanna choose the lesser of two evils
Kuntry]
I'm Grand Hustle pimp, to the meat & bones
I'm eatin' off these niggas plate & I ain't leave a bone
Tryin' to pick a bone, homie best leave me
Yea i up next, hear i up next
In these streets best you stick and move
I's a shooter by the oath
Two bad bitches I can't pick and choose like fuck
keep you for myself
I'm gonna kill you dead and bury you, dig you up for fun
I'm gonna stay and watch the buzzards pick the meat off your bones
I'm gonna
throw him a bone
I ain't talk in a while I ain't pick up the phone
Pass me a blunt i ain't pulling a cone
I miss you for sure but i can't come around you
black and blue
But I'm trim fit, rich and back for round two
Red, white and the Pabst Blue Ribbon
Dead right, that's how I'm livin
Givin you more,
gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by
eyes
Are set to kill
With a lust for blood
Pick your bones
And suck you dry
Then drag you through the mud
The two-faced elite
Brings you down
To them
(Nigga who made this shit, TayTay made the beat)
Pockets blue like cyan, Swerve I can rely on
Niggas act like peons
Niggas know who we are
2 years
I can fuck a new bitch everyday of the week
I can pick out a bitch but her ass ran to me
I fish diamonds pearls from the depths of the sea
Anything
There's the door,
What are you waiting for?
And just us two,
Serenading in Blue
You take a frail who makes a
Copesetic caper with her tail
I'm
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
and I'ma send you home
I got blue rolls, new roll, I can't never pick, I'm like a flu cold
New code, your bitch on my dick, hop out a four-door with two hoes
nigga, I'll fuck you
Two, three in your face till you're blue - black
Would you fuck her wit a jack top man?
I'll shoot ya in your back like BLAT BLAT
You took her love away from me but that was your mistake
She's gonna break your heart in two and she'll pick the time and place
You know the end has
y'all motherfuckers don't want to do none (x2)
In the light never see a nigga like me, things collide inside
Open your eyes wide and see
Don't want
people
Life short, get high, nigga
Talkin' blue trees, gray skies, nigga
Small circle, I'm fine, nigga
Shit, my niggas, my niggas, yo bitch
Mine's two
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