Lyrics:
to em
Pick something to listen to
How broke and desperate you are gotchu
Turnin to a bitter fool
You needa fuckin grow I need some space
Give me a little
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
Streets and shoes
Avenues
Leather riders
Selling news
The monk bought lunch
Ha ha, he bought a little
Yes, he did
Woo
This is the best part
your only man
Said listen up mama, teach you all I can
Do right baby, by your man
Don't worry mama, teach you all I can
Say I know a little
Lord I
and
I discovered niggas hoes
We then took hella chances
Not for you to get in there and fold
I listen to the code, get a bow and split it
Give my dog one
Yeah, Yeah
YEAH YEAH
Dogs barkin'
We be gettin' to the lot
I be shooting motherfuckers
And I pull up wit the Glock
Oh we bool or we not
Every time I
mental when I deep it
Got a tune I produced on the radio at 16
If you told me that when I was little
I wouldn't believe it
Listen
I'm Chris Hansen, how I
driving on the five
Used to use my dog's marker cause I didn't really write
But I'll throw up my rap name by the end of the night
Serve the homie a dub
little girl
Ain't safe
Whatchu say
Run
I feel for you
I, I feel for you
I feel for you
Listen
Hey you
160 on the dash to match my IQ
Feel like Nipsey
In
I black out
Digital or analog it don’t really matter dog
I’be been in this shit since Babylon while all y’all just babble on
I’m a rapping pantheon
Yeah Listen Learn
Can i please get a sample of cheese
And bread
A lil green stuffed in a cone
Just to ease my head
I hate to hear a person say that
twist up the La in a cloud of the mystic
Is where you find me surrounded by chickens
We came to get it live ain't no time for the riffing
Listen
We here
Ant Banks, I met this girl
(What?)
This little light-skinned girl from 90th and Bancroft
Little sexy, light-skinned, freaky little broad, man
I got
Yeah
The love that I gave is not returned
Spend a little on the rims but a lot been earned
Lot been burned, 'til I’m buried 6 feet deep or rock
tiger got you by the ankles
Now you movin' out of anger
If I'm wrong then show me a different angle
Kurt Cobain, I got a little fuckin banger
Listen to me
And thought this little Kevin Garnett face
Ass could make it happen
I'm reminiscing to listen to
What I'm sayin' y'all
I'm the reason he stopped playin' ball
won't shed a tear (Shed a tear)
I had a hard time through these rough years (Rough years)
My dogs by my side, and they all here (All here)
They only see
of normality
By radically and automatically startin' off rapidly
Rap w/me
Come on perk a little work a little
In the middle nuclei we are responding
Stimuli
the landlord and landlady
They say "do you want to play some tunes", I say "maybe", I say "maybe"
I wrote this little diddy, inspired by my mate Glyn
The worlds
many people walk around low self-estime
And so many people for no reason so dog on me
(Watch my feet while I step) watch me
(See my smile while I
new crescent wrench, oh
Oh, a brand new crescent wrench
We had three fine children
As eight years went on by
I learned a supervisor's line
My
by like "there he go"
I fit the description,
Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me,
Real Dade County Nigga!
It's that little chico Pitbull,
listen, ah, do you know how...
Do you know how to get to the chateau mormon from here?
Not exactly...is it by the, by the airport?
No no, we don't, we have
a little bit of coin
Now I’m counting big stash
I get the bag
And go to the bank
You get the bag
And go to the trash
Hop out the whip
I
Care
Less
Brand
New
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