Lyrics:
come down, make no mistakes
They can say they do and my eyes on the horizon
When I wake, all I see is the sun rising
Just when I thought I said all
and you know I'm gonna chow down
Mothafucka, all yo niggaz betta bow down
Mothafucka, 'fore I have to come and pow wow
Oh, fucka, I ain't playin' witcha
Yeah, yeah, K to the second letter
How you want to do it homie?
I'm all up in it, down to
The bone I feel it, uh
Coming and breaking it down with
on a pound (All over you)
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down eat it up!(Repeated til the end)
Here we come ya'll
Here we
always has been always will be
You could travel every square inch of the planet Earth and still be
Ninety-three million miles away from the sun
Til you
homie) put your bezel up
(Ay) ain't nothin change
It's forever (Ante up)
I come with the medal up (Aw shit)
Right in VIP is where we'll settle up
I need
'Cause it's judgment day
He's got a notion
You'll never see the sun come up again
You make a motion
But he make the law
You're guilty, son
So down
looks
You ain't no villain, you Dillon Brooks (ha)
Let me guess, you on your grizzly, tryna diss me
I'm looking at him like Bron, "Dawg, who is he?"
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
enjoyin the smell
In the Bridge gettin down it ain't hard to tell
You better realize
We livin this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only
but we ain't goin' out
Boogie Down was performing, hey, they ain't no joke
Down with the sound called BDP
Boogie Down was performing, hey, they
damn crowd
Then bring a frown to my friend [?] warn you
Background check for the chopper
[?] imposters
The murder rate ain't back down yet
[?]
the drummer sound
We the kids to do it now
Bitch you get the run around
Shorty better understand
We the ones who stunnin now
Bitch it’s suns city goin til
every day, I'm workin' sun up 'til the sun down
Yeah, I'm gettin' it every day, these niggas hatin', tryna see how
I do this shit
Bitch, I'm not new
all
Last call for alcohol
I'm a shut this motherfucka down
Don't stop till the sun come up
Cause I'm gonna turn this party
Up
My ear is goin
Life, Westside Outlaw Immortalz nigga
We fin' to hustle til we come up
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin up in the hood, send
Let you slip thru my fingers but I won't let up
Gotta win or I'll crash out
Go to war for you baby if they talkin' crazy
I'll go put a man down
I ain't
I'm mentally unstable with these suicidal traits but
It ain't until the hits come they saying I should stand down
Lyrically a murderer like Jason
CHORUS:
TOO HIGH UP CANT COME DOWN,
BUSS DOWN PATEK BRING THE SUN OUT,
IMA TRAP ALL DAY TIL' SUN DOWN,
FN57 GET GUNNED DOWN,
HOLD EM HOSTAGE NO
Jesus Name
What you goin thru
It ain’t nothin new
What you goin thru
It ain’t nothin new
So what you goin thru
It ain’t nothin new
Christ is your refuge
Yes, this is the true end
Come on LB, pull the plug already
3, 2, 1, go
Booty goin' up, booty goin' down
Left, right, shake that ass right now
Booty
live it, come pay me a visit,
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's 'bout to go down, oh
We fly, it's not lie, that we high, 'til we die, oh
& The East Side Boyz
From ATL stand the fuck up (Oh yeah)
Let's go y'all, g-g-g fuck that
Fuck security yo compton, NY, Connecticut
Are we goin' to boast
how, I'd choose to be
Without all the stress and the problems, it's amazing how much room to breathe
Volume up, seat back
We talk, we laugh
Windows down
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