Lyrics:
It's by Yamaica Productions, baby
Crud
Mad
It's bait, they're fake
I was sleeping, then a man got snaked
Tryna rob Russ, what a big mistake
couldn't take off the locks
I thought I was a player, a mack with the flavor
Say "I know what the time is", but I ain't read Isaiah
I would chuckle daily
face
Might get caught by the cops, aye
Won't get caught without Glock, aye
One in the head, got it cocked, aye
Won't let them put Jack in a box
Shit
hannin, forreal
Beat those drums
Soon as we lock up the pot, camera surveillance the spot
This overdue, them there was so overdue
Them folk were
too many watches, an octopus
Dope in the pot, I lock it up, snitchin' ass nigga got the feds watchin' us
Designer Eddie Kane in the dope hole, fifty
turning heads when you came around,
Niggas hated cause we connected and started dating,
Never affected by all the rumors they started making,
Like Billy was
and don't deny
anything is wrong with this scene
(Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
By the time the cops arrive
Zombies will have eaten my brain
Quickly cover up your head
Don't you lock the doors
You know that sweet Santa Claus is on the way
Well I wish it could be Christmas everyday
When
Pearly white like they were made by a dentist, uh
You know the drill
I been tourin' since I made 'Trill'
I might have the biggest smile on my face
But
a armored truck
Move, I'ma pop up
Whippin' that dope and then trap 'til it lock up
In high school I had 50 bricks in my locker
Sippin' lean it came
back lock the door and just pour
I'm gettin numb
Not enough, gimme more soda, soaking through the floor of 51
My appropriate opiate has me out of it
Sitting home
All by yourself
So afraid
To love somebody else
Don't let the past
Be a prisoner of you
Take control of your heart
Is what you
今すぐここで KISSを交わそうよ
恥ずかしくても 僕の目を見て
出会った日から
君が好きだったんだ
溶けるような KISSを交わそうよ
この夜が終わる前に
息遣い感じるように
忘れられない KISSを交わそうよ
Let's lock lips I know you
want to baby
I can
the mandem own
IPhone swap it with a brick phone
Hit road, get dough, then we hit home
Ain't got much so man'll by clothes
Trust me I don't wanna be broke
community
A longtime we tell them too much iniquity
Every day they pressure poor people with no pity
They want to lock us in a jail, pray to see us fail
Want
Outside the barracks, by the corner light
I'll always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I'll wait for you the whole
tour, hair's in locks
Feeling like I'm fresh from bin
I've been doing shows and I've got locked in
Everybody froze up when I bopped in
I still need
a star'
Lock and load it rap Beethoven, chosen homie play your part
My locomotives roast em' catch me coastin' L.A. With the torch
It's the passion,
a star'
Lock and load it rap Beethoven, chosen homie play your part
My locomotives roast em' catch me coastin' L.A. With the torch
It's the passion,
E-zay
But I stepped out the shade like a blunt watch me blaze
UA the great, get your sin washed away
Tip top shape give me zip locks of paint
If you don't
Outside the barracks, by the corner light
I'll always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I'll wait for you the whole
Outside the barracks, by the corner light
I'll always stand and wait for you at night
We will create a world for two
I'll wait for you the whole
your man what I said, fucking with Dreads
In the 500 I'm blunted, most wanted by Feds
Lock me up, your little ass copied up
Had the whole East Side
your eyes
That brand of woo you've been brewin'
Took me by surprise.
You witch, you witch,
One thing is for sure.
That stuff you pitch
Just
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