Lyrics:
call it "bity"
They got his life on a lease
Gave em' 10 he stayed 10
We ain't copping no pleas
Even though you locked in
Paint ya' vision thru me
So i
to get by
For the squad it's dodge why we never switch sides
The whole click pack the hooptie if the whip drive
Wet it up if the strip dry, heat, pop n
bustas can't be trusted for nothing
Fucking with this hillbilly wild westside
See-H-I-T-O-W-N and it's on for life
Nothing nice, no ice, you chase
We
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot
I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot
[Young Lay]
Lawd have mercy
wit the smith-n-west (the west)
my music career ain't been the best
bound to have my momma wearin a tight dress
bitch, make my money right
or get ya
MC'ing und D-P-G'n in (GANG-STA-VILLE)
Ihr wollt kein Stress
Ey yo ihr rollt für den Cash
Also relaxt in (GANG-STA-VILLE)
Yo, wir posen und chillen
In
on the block, but you gots to earn your stripes, baby
No problems
Show me where the kid at
Don't you worry about him, man. We're gonna roll by his place in
the city
Ha-ha-ha-ha, that shit was hot G
In one baby, let's use it, uh-uh
Yeah-yeah, uh-uh, yeah-yeah, uh
Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz
G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be
existence is a ripple through time
Only concerned with what is mine, divine
Never monkeyshine, walkin' down a very thin line
Holdi'n heat, runnin' crazy in
"Down here on the ground" [x2]
[Diaz]
This is not those two DJ's, not Touch, not Wop
Not that skinny bitch Cameron although she's hot
Not those
bones these bones are thuggin whassup an
These niggaz are heated defeated every single it is
We bustin them mack 10's, these shit never ends sawed off
Yeah, yeah what y'all wanna do?
What y'all wanna do? C-l, ip, s-e, n-e-r-d
What y'all wanna do?
My coke money's in cleaners
Give it a fresh rinse
Craig Mack
Slick Rick czy też Ice Cube Mac 10 WC
Nie mogłem skończyć jak zacząłem wymieniać
A ty młody otwierasz oczy ze zdziwienia
Trzeba znać klasykę
be -to the double o-g-i-e
M-to the o-n-s-to the t
-e-are-s, yes, we manifest
Step into the cipher, cause yo, it's time to bless
[ CHORUS 2X ]
rado
Got a cock like a cactus
Now I fuck whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow
In any town I can be found at the local bordello
Never
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way...
ya boy
It's ya boy
It's ya boy, Random Rapper Name Generator
Eyo, DJ Salad
I pull up to the homeless shelter n eat all the food
He he haw
I love
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
of Carlos Davis Lord
I can't love shit
Thats the fullest extent thats giving
I'm above this deception I know they intentions
With sworrrds made by Smith N
come again
Betta watch that Mack 10 nigga this one's for me and my friends
We steadliy rollin', I told ya keep bringin' home platinum and gold ones
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
on a n***a because I'm thrashing em
I'm mashing em
N****s put potatoes on the mack again
There's a lot on my mind
Don't know how to say it
Like I am
acknowledge n****s
Big homie off the knowledge n****
Winning or winning, my options
I don't want sex, I want noggin
I'm telling mack man to hell with these
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