Lyrics:
behind our actions
Blame us but also blame you too for what happens
Sparking interest as a threat really what that pig meant
Is that I was profiled by my
crackers ain't slick, this is all a part of your tactics
Don't talk about no motherfucking taxes, when I ain't making no dough
You think you know
Gotta show all these bitches how to really do it
It's the summer time but I'm a cold bitch
Main focus number 1 is how to get rich
Goons closer then
Living in fear that's all in the past
Pass the cup if it's not Your will
Ask Cain or Judis
Cause I Can't do this
Deny like you Peter
I can't deny the love
make this really clear, ain't no fucking other
I talk big cuz that's just what I do
My name is Travie fuckin' Austin who the fuck is you?
You say you
Finna do nigga
Murder at it's best
This is rap at it's finest
You can see my verse
Even if you the blindest
My raps is vivid, ya bitch I hit it
All ready
Verse 1: Pastor Troy
These niggas asking how I choose to die
Just like a muthafucking G is my only reply
Hi 7, Mac 11 with the shoulder slang
Crank
No I just -I wanted to say I liked
Your butt, but I thought
That was too forward, you know
Mark: Hey, this next song is for all
The ladies in
surrender, I'm yours, nothen more
He Said, you was made to worship Me
Now drop to your knees, and Live wit Me for all eternity
He Said, your Purpose is in Me
Dear Donald I must say
The song title here does self-explain
The theme to your past year plus of fame
A grind just to escape your name
Every morning
I'm gonna anything you wanna (Her name is Nicole)
I'll do whatever you like
I'll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do, I do, I do whatever you
I'm gonna anything you wanna (Her name is Nicole)
I'll do whatever you like
I'll do whatever you like
I can do, I can do, I do, I do whatever you
Yo what's up?
Coolio in the box, and it don't stop
Hit instinct production
What's your malfunction, nigga?
Replacement's in the house
Yo, I'ma do it
unending all around me
I come alive in your name
Grace new everyday so I lift my hands bless your name cos you are so good
I'm gon lift your name, I'm gon
That's right y'all his name is Johnny
Kick it
Johnny Ryall, Johnny Ryall
dude you in your prime!
I said- no not me, I won't stop
I'ma do it for my nigga Tupac
Sober see, that can't be
I been pervin all day since six
went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't my fault your ass is on the asphalt ('phalt)
Got your chin touched by my fam who though you brought harm, you see
you can't get me out
It boils down to your thoughts and what you're feeding em
They say I'm crazy that's funny coz I agree with them
Wanna be normal
Haha, oh shit. Um, my name is Love, Paris
(We in this bitch like a fetus!)
This songs gonna be really fuckin loud
(Hell yeah)
Fuck it, I don't give
, don't play with other people's wives
When you're walkin' down the street, pay the pushers no mind
Cause all they wanna do is put your mind on cloud nine
off
Had the pastor prayin', like, "Sorry for your loss"
Throw dirt on my name, you better pop off
My name ring bells like Mayweather, box off
I
the Pastor
Ready to blast ya
You know (come on), I don't play no motherfucking games
D-S-G-B, you know the name
Wood grain in the motherfucking Dooley
father, we love to call you
By your grace our have adopted us
Now we're your children
Count your blessings, name them one by one
Then you'll see what
Hey people what's my name
Drive another mother
Fucking church insane
Picketing myself cuz
My shits so lame
Bet your mother fucking
Pastor wanna pick
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