Lyrics:
to say how to get to me
I know she's the one, by now
Loyalty, she know she stuck with me
That's my lil ghetto thang
She crazy, my baby
Might get a wedding
[Intro: Mannie Fresh]
Treat your throwback chicks right
Ya know what I'm sayin they are people too
Every chick that I used to like
Done turned dike
Intro/Chorus: (x2)
What my homies gon' do when your sexin a freak?
(I'm gon' sport that raincoat!)
And what my ladies gon' do when you're
equipped with some big tits
Baby you're the bomb
And I heard your pussy's sweet like candy
And you be havin niggas down to be down like Brandy
Well what I
[Intro]
Yeah, and if I died in your arms tonight
They say just like the Corinthians, you know
Paul wrote he said, "Man I die every day"
Ya know, time
Oh it's hot outside man
Meek Millys coming daddy
Hundred for the walkthrough I'm not who you talk to
Drive by wet you up, nigga that's a carpool
Intro]
This one goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
where playa hatin killers
[Featuring De La Soul]
INTRO
What's up world?
Goin' give you a little love right here
My man DJ Honda blessed us with a joint
Woah, woah, woah
Woah
Gang
Woah Gang
Woah, woah
Third, woah
Ayy, Aye we on em bad
556 go chasin', hit em in the ass
Take the gloves up off your
Steady talking that slick trash
With they sick ass
Walk up on me
It’s all daps
Like they rooting for me
With all claps
But that’s all traps
Cuz they
Intro
I go by the name Kwaku Soot
I use to be a kid in the hood
with a smile like a drawing on my face,
and sweats all running down my face
push
You Have the Right to Remain Silent NIght
Written by Kevin Johnston
Intro: Fast Eddy took a video of the whole incident
V1: Jamal walking fast
[Featuring Common]
Intro:
On the southside. Ha gon get down with that get down let me spit
rounds
this is how that shit sounds check
crazy
Or how I'm a thug maybe
From a drug baby
I need more than just a slight high
I mean father I'm blind out my right eye
Don't mourn and cry
Cause we
an open can of sprite
Make it fizzy little baby
Put you on the line main line no decline
Cash you out ball you out like a stimmy little baby
Quarantine sick
[intro]
Yeah, at one point, I thought I couldn't live without you
But now, I don't how the fuck I lived with you
But I just take that shit
Don't worry, baby, I keep me some fire
Cha-Nay-Nays and Birkins, she cannot decide
The latest Mercedes, her go-to surprise
Don't sleep on miss lady,
I once had a dream when I was younger
I saw myself surrounded by my family at a table
The room was filled with smiles
As food was on our plates
traumas but they don’t forget me
A sick fiend, I’ve got 2 left shoulders
Fueled by liquor cause I can do less sober
I wish my whole crew gets older
but too
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Ight, now, this is how we gon' do this shit
Youknowhatimsaying? Niggaz wassn't out in the streets back then
When was doing
get mines by any fucking means
Necessary fuck your bitch by February
Necessary fuck your bitch by February
Y'all Studding ass hoes y'all make me sick
a troublesome past
Rememberin talkin to mama, talking through glass
The look in her eye, boy I'm so sick of your ass
You're never gonna change, you're just like
Look this just a lil intro for you cap ass mfs
Yea you over there stop ducking don't hide either
I see you peeking on da gram too witcho weird ass
fight?
But looky don't push me baby, I'm still maturing more every day
And I'm loved by most including my folks who ain't 'posed to get carried way
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