Lyrics:
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
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
Ding Dung, Ding Dung
Woo, Ooh. Ooh
The Black Grinch Street Rhymes
La, La, La, La, La
The Black Grinch Street Rhymes
T Crooked R U
The Black
La la, la la la la la la
la la la la la la la, la la la.
Stand and fight we do consider
Reminded of an inner pact between us
That's seen as we
On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis
Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg
just' a riding the brink.
I made it down here all by myself.
And I left a good man hanging up on a shelf. Singing..
La da da da da, La da da da da, La
choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns
And the party stops
I wanna see you drop
So let em sing like la la la la
Oh, don't you know
They'd see us strung up by our throats
I won't let you down
The blood
Man
La La La La La La La La La La La La La La
By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of Babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we wept
When we
And you will be faithful
Uh huh uh huh
Yea
CHORUS
This my rifle
This my gun
This for real
And this for fun
When i lust trust i bust my gun
When i rush
come down to my life
Though threaten my life
Jump and bustin′ my gun (yeah, bust my shit)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
the drop
I bet see get attention alot
I can put that on God
Like
Ohh la la la
Ohh la la la
Ohh la la la
Ohh la la la
Okay shawty bad
And they know that
I am my mother's son
I beat a whole army
With no gun
I got a stiff backbone
With a couple of stones
And though my home
Has fell like Rome
I'm gonna
DeCicco, DeCicco, DeCicco, DeCicco
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Git, git, git, git, git
It's-It's-It's Christmas, richness
On my wishlist if he
a real nigga? (I'm a product of a real nigga)
La-la familia (get confronted by a real nigga)
Fuck with one of my real niggas
(It's on like night fall,
A bullet in the barrel of a big bad gun
Lying by the river in the park, I do smell good
Still don't remember why my clothes stink like sandalwood
Fresh
be a Painter Man
La La La La La La La La La La La La La La
By the rivers
By the rivers
By the rivers of Babylon
Where we sat down
Yeah we
When you on that bitch shit
Forget quitting who was the first to shout out L.A.
And now I represent that gun clique everyday
Lord forgive me if I'm
Verse 1:
30 years old tryna find myself no thanks for your help, i can do by myself
I just remind myself i came into this universe by myself
Get outta my way when I'm blasting my gun
Got 99 bullets but it only takes one
Got a chrome 45, a razor-sharp machete
La Coka Nostra
The fucking
What do we have here now
Do you wanna die tonight?
La - Da - Da - Da - La - Da - La - Da
Come with me
Hail Mary keep a gun with me
What do we have here
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
The devil's got his gun
This rabbit's on the run now
Stand by me love
It's you I'm thinkin' of
La la la la la la la la la la la la
The devil's got his gun
sal mon negro
Loin de moi les pucelle
Sauf si elle prépare
Et fais la vaisselle
Sauf si elle suce
Et qu'elle excelle
Ou est ton gun
QUOI
Toujours pas de
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