Lyrics:
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
micrófono
Le escribo al corazón como receta de cardiólogo
Mantengo diálogo, palabras como Diábolos
Acomodo los átomos de rima y nace un párrafo (let's go)
*** wit' I
I make a million by June
I'm sayin' f*** July
And I beg you to try me while I'm holdin' da Tommy
I'm a have ya body all over da lobby
I
You can't earn the easy coasting free pass
I see through your wine glass or red bull and vodka
You said wow me well I shocked you
By trading Al Jeff
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
happiness
Baqi masalalk el ajal
Sh7al kil7sona fl kawaliss
Bitch wakha dosi f dose
Baqi katbali fl Rose
Fash kent kanrappe welah
Kenti gha louza floos
Ghaber
on tour?
Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a war?
What has Al Green seen, that made him religious?
Was it the drugs -- put an end
golfin' with my Callaway's
Or watchin' football, word to Joey Galloway
Take a shower start singin' like Al Green
From outside, it probably sound like
She wanna get down, down, down, down, down
She wanna be the queen
But she wears a bitch crown
She wanna get down with the
Hustlaz making green paper
all al one
G D G
Wondering where the ye ars of my life has fl own.
As I lo oked at the val leys down be low
D G
They were green just
before I hit the
Grab her by the
Might steal a monkey if the zoo ain't looking why
'Cause f*** money vinegar douching
Classic like that the mic close to me
I got active
Pull my weight, no lackin
Putting in work
What's your worth
Boi you average
So OD with my team, we a faction
Stash that green
Throw that
by mistakes, I think the devil out to get me
Ten in my pocket ain't have me enough to get lemonade and a fish plate
Ain't f** with you got b** ways
If
on down to Al's world everyone will have a time
Shove a turtle in your ass and make yourself go blind
Governed by evil, everyone's living a lie
Forever in
)
My righteousness concerning
A green light party for Ya'ohshai
Buddy a rapper from Brooklyn
Flexing like he from the South ( wa'al Ebionites)
These
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
N****, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
to some Al Green might ("make you do wrong")
[Chorus: x2]
That's a girl that you shouldn't of f***ed with
But she so seductive, got a n**** head gone
I am the green grass
That other side meaningless
I put the AL in alien
Not too many made like this
Yall be blurry with the vision, I see all
accord win win
B lil code huwa chin chin
lila k7law f zaj Jim beam
Ma ghnhdrch 3la 7al l blad w mazal kayna l famine
W l7akm go-doflamin
Mssyer bnadem b
The ambulance came right away.
Across the street, I heard him say:
"Al I got hit by a car,
You're a good friend Al, that's what you are."
Crushed like green
fing wieder an als ein Bruder verstarb
Alle können sehr viel reden
Ist doch eh zu spät, habt nur weggesehen
Und euch dann umgedreht
Hier kommt A F
representamos marihuanos
Smoking the green shit , así hicimos el pacto
Con las calaveras , formamos el asalto
Muchos no creían pero seguimos en contacto
Cállese
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
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