Lyrics:
made
Make ya headtop explode like grenade
If you wanna draw for the blade
I will be like what Devilman
Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?
You don't want
everything but you don't
You wanna copy our slang and everything that we know
Try to steal black culture and then make it your own, whoa
Fuck, I'm exhausted
Ayy ayy, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop it radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you!
Ya'll don't wanna lose again
Lot of people here felt
Tonight like
the city looking
Back, you can actually
Pinpoint this transition, the very moment
Meek realized he could do this
Forever: he marked it
By cutting his hair
She freaky as she wanna be and she know she thick wit it, hangin off the ceiling fan, she like to do some tricks wit it, dfb bitch, so you gotta
Let
giraffe necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet
My touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish they last set (come on)
They say you live by the gun, you die
time in the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
You expect me to just let you hit it
But
want me to say something back dont do that
Cuz that shitll get you slapped shitll get you slapped
From a petty larcenist to armed robber its
it all for, all for, all for you
I wanna do it all for, all for, all for you
I wanna do it all for, all for, all for you
I wanna do it all for, all
with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I put it down it makes you wanna
(Rock
does it flow?
Because I said so
I said so
How do I believe?
Only you can answer that question
How do I dream?
You have something in a someone worth
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
"Look, I was gonna go easy on
You not to hurt your feelings"
"But I'm only going to get this one chance"
"Something's wrong, I can feel it"
Six
you to turn back before
You drop below! You'll never make it
When I've already faced three of you
I must see it through
I know I'll do it because this
You know, we keep it crunk around here, A-town style
Getting head on the highway,s yeah, but this what I wanna know
Do you really wanna know about
side
I know that you're scared
But I'll be there to protect you every time
I wanna give you a six finger handshake
Well it doesn't even need to make
That's when a thought came to me
Steve's barbecue was still at a thousand degrees
We realised
But by that time it was too late
Before our eyes
I'm up yeeee getting a bag
I promise ima make it moma
I promise ima make it out the hood
Where niggas wish you would the lifestyle was good
Longwood
she's possessed
You better watch out for my Crazy Ex
She's gonna start shooting, it's crazy what she's doing
My life's being ruined by my Crazy Ex
Man,
know she gon? do it until we dock
?Cause girl what's wrong baby that's all you got?
I cut that ass like a beat and make it knock
Trust me nigga that's
my only options make a play or punt it
Greg And Teezy get whatever
There when no one wasn't
My Grower Steve Martin
Got Shit cheaper by the dozen
Fell
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
you got it
And I must admit that I'm excited
That girl ain't right for you
See, I'm the type for you
And what I'd like to do is chill, feel me
So
Where would we be without Adam & Eve watch it all fall apart feel like Jerry and Steve
Stayed when you leave and you still blaming me
Put it all on my
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