Lyrics:
On my grind you could see me skate
I roll in a Holden while I’m holdin' while it’s stolen brudda get stopped by the d.e.a
Still got love for the team
head in a 69 ...
I heard y'all hood 3rd grade y'all keep 60 9s...
I heard you been a ride or die for rolling 60's since you was nine...
cnd yo mom seen
immaculate blast and you gone
My craft is beyond mastered
It's blasphemy having me on a song
For less than three 16's like
A chapter from John
Rappers get laid
Now we in a different situation
This that food for your soul I might as well go dinner plate it
Made in the lab no need for examination
Hating
crazy
But it's a Darkside, it's what you made me
No more Mr. Nice Guy - pay me
What you niggaz owe before I come for your babies?
[DJ Premier
done
I've been cooking up this song, can we get along?
Pretty lady you're the one and I'm never wrong
Chorus (John Morgan):
Everytime you're walking by
walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
And workin' your back until you
walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
And workin' your back until you
of ammunition and funds
Mink, Rocawear and some guns
Pelle and a fresh pair of Jordans, dro packs and Bo Jacks
And Air Maxes, throw back some ones, no max for
an alligator
for bumping John Mayer
Pair my fist to ya head
Connect Bluetooth yeah
With a Mike Tyson stare
It's ""Thithikulous""
rare
If I see a body like that
serve,
Fox 4
Imma put a demon in the dirt
When my savior come a' lookin he gon find me in the church
I read the Bible when I wrote this song
John 4:9 is u
gone
Janos and John got ugly ass moms
But I'll still fuck Em both by the end of the song
They both got experience I won't last long
Let the whole block
a big head later Mr. Lease Split Wig
Fucked around nigga 15, I spend
22's with the shoes, five T.V.'s
PlayStation with that DVD
Smoked out tent no need
The key doesn't matter
You come with conversation
We got heat for the chatter
At ease with the swagger
Won't see no one better
He way above the lames
You
of upper class
He married the youngest daughter of an Irish diplomat
Then one day his wife just left for the love of another man
He soaked his sorrow in
piece of country heaven
Where we turn it up to eleven
Uncle John's farm is a place we can go
Where no one will stand in our way
And you'll love Aunt
I couldn't think of anything that rhymes with drunk
By the end of this song I'll have a new liver
You'll have a new lover
I'll cry you a rivers cuomo
For this I'd gone when I met Little John.
His name came, I understood,
When the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
He told me of his strange
DVD:
Fuck a feature
I'm the feature presentation
Watch the previews
If your needin' all the same shit
Think these leaders need some people
foot.
-SONG OF SOLOMON, speaks of Love
So turn to it, and search
The story speaks of one above
He's waiting for the Church.
-The Prophets' Books, are next
Ohtani
Beat me? Nobody!
Mob boss John Gotti
Cobra-Kai Karate
Fortnite off the top floor
You hate that or the cops more?
900 no pigeon score
Did a Tony Hawk
You know I body beats like I'm corpse's at the morgue
Ain't no agent orange
Got a pistol and I leave it pourin'
Like I'm John Wick
I'm coming for
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about her struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my
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