Lyrics:
French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot of dope features
Glad you bought it, now sit back
nothing brah
They don’t get it
I don’t give a damn 'bout your bitch or that Magnum
I can do that shit
By pistol whippin' bitch
But I rather have you crushed
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
Girl, do you love me? I need some Visine for the vision
If she wanna fuck him, I'll cut her off at any minute
Can't sit by that hoe, starting to feel
a sample
Countin' them racks, no racket like tennis
Tickin' the clock and you countin' the minutes
I bar like DeMar, the way that I shoot
Shot in a drive-by
before you today to bring you a sample of our work
An LP, if you will
The creation of this album sought to bring us closer together
To have all of us in
have
Therefore, I sound nothing like you
I get listens by doing just what I do
I feel entitled to go and get the title
I fuck with streams and yeah, I
zijn?
Mag ik glowen, mag ik shinen in je bijzijn?
Mag ik m'n waggie rustig rijden
Als een drive by?
Mag ik rustig boeken lezen, mag ik wijs zijn?
Huh?
'k
an album
If you didn't hear your name well… Too Bad…
the block where you can suck a cock
Then shoot your phone by a stupid mistake with a Glock
If you want to stalk me
Come knock at my door so I can knock your
the block where you can suck a cock
Then shoot your phone by a stupid mistake with a Glock
If you want to stalk me
Come knock at my door so I can knock your
Take off ya clothes to go gold, sell ya soul to live lavish
[Verse One]
It seems every man want to be a pop star
It's obvious to me that you forgot who
Magnum
You already know this track isn't wack
On the drying rack
And my boy jimmy got that 6 pack
Welcome back to the track
New album just dropped
You
mean
The magnum force, you know what I mean
And to the playboys, you know what I mean
To shemp shawn, you know what I mean
And the f.m.c., you know
try and open y'all shutters
Cartier frames, Aoki on a shirt
And red and white chukkas
Why you goin' all hard tho?
NASCAR star got bars by
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
signed ta Diplomat yesterday
What's really good
I mean, I mean the album is done I mean
You know you on the next joint you on my album
I mean what's
them Trojan Magnums and Lifestyle
(Lifestyle)
Wow, you know, i really didn't get a chance
To prepare a speech
You know, I'd just like to say when you
You know the outcome, albums drop platinum
Fucking up the game, I gave the microphone a magnum
Thoughts like a handgun, get your mind blown
Turn you
tape
Jeopardize being friendly just to keep mine safe
When keeping it real goes right, I couldn't keep my faith
By third album I was done, you shoulda
rejuvenation
Triple album project, detonatin' tracks like these
Magnums and Berettas, part-time hostages at pottery classes
Blind date at the wax museum
rejuvenation
Triple album project
Detonatin' tracks like these
Magnums and barrettas
Part-time hostages in pottery classes
Blind date at the wax museam
Norwegian
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