Lyrics:
Bitch need to do your part
You ain't never gon' win my heart
Bitch want me by her side just to make sure she okay
Yeah, I ain't no captain save a ho lil
Now it's so spooky spooky spooky Mr. Halloween
I’m like the boogie boogie man better watch for me
Okay let's go and get the funds I think its time
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
Intro:
Yea…..Mr. Criminal Lil Passion
Why these motherfuckers trying to go against our people, homie?
Go against the gente you get smashed out like
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
by the comments
Ata wakibonga shonde
Came to earth inside a comet
Wenye wivu wajinyonge
I'm on track ebu wasonge
He turned to Lil Tekashi now he
Yeah, get busy entertainment, youuu dig, uh-huh, uh-huh
Man I love the way lil' baby pour my drink, she my lil' rock star
I got 30 in these jeans
Ha, brr, bow (Why you goin' up, ReoN)
Ha, ESPN, nigga big KTA
(Oh yeah, ad, let's go) 6
I'm with lil' SpotEmGottem
Make us hop out on your
Block
featuring Busta Rhymes G Dep Mr. Bristal
[Lil' Cease]
Uh yeah
All my BK niggas uh
All my niggas on the corner
Pull your
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
know im bound to drown
Come get high up off this gas smoke it by the pound
That lil Bitch wanna fuck with me cause i'm icy now
Know this dick be in her
I'm buzzing
I spot ah fly
Taking off like a rocket man
Elton John
I'm mr miyagi you Daniel son
Speed it up with you're bitch
I'ma Gunna
I'ma call up my
Mr. Streetsweep
Twinkie soft niggaz get dealt with swift-ily
I'm amazin', I always bring the heat
Pull the cake up through the ground if he fuckin'
Ill Be He Who DEADED Simon
Fuck What They Say Bae
Let Me Put That Time In
I CAN
Be The One You Need In Yo Life
Never Said Im Mr. Perfect
But
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
'm filling up the bleachers now with this lil' crowd
Homie what goes up must come down
I'll probably go up but I ain't coming back down
I told them that
T but what's more important
To me is that don't be comin' 'round my girl
Tryna act like Mr friendly
And steal the spotlight like Mr bentley
I spotted her
you fade away money come every day
You can get it anyway
See I'm gettin' it every way lil Kodak
Salute me I'm Mr k where is my cape?
Super Koly save
the struggle
Not taking different for granted
Being Latino
Where blacks and browns are equal
Im surrounded by my people
Why is our
Culture viewed as lethal
I
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
that I been fine, know that I been fly
Blunts rolled to a million 10 of 10 I'm prolly high
All this fake shit kicking I just hope it pass me by
Cuz how
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
(Mm, mm)
(Look so perfect, she look so amaz-)
(Yuh, ay)
Man she so damn gorgeous the girl is amazin'
Ain't not one lil mufuckin thing that gon'
what I’ve learned in this business
you just never know…
[Lil’ Kim]
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll
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