Lyrics:
the boy is platinum
It all happens so fast
They all imagine I crash
But I did straight through I'm bad
Like Michael was see what the cycle does
360
and giving me tests
The Lord on my side so ain't nothing a threat
Now I use my gifts to go shine what is shown
Some people believe in a God of they own
We all
brain
All things must happen in the end
So I might as well make my way
To the Far East
The Far East
Take me to the Far East
The Far East
To the Far East
hay in June
Sitting by the road watching well-fires burn
By an old October moon
I learned to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads
And I
from East Los)
So you better get to steppin'
Yeah we the West Coast Weapons (Hella Guns, Hella Weed Smoke)
The East Los Connection
Yeah we the West Coast
I need ten wives
So I headed to the east
This my life
Don't take it personally
In my mind
Take me where I'm suppose to be
And I got this far I ain't
Timbo
Hey, Ne-Yo
Say what? Lo-So
Hey, hey
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a force when we're together
Mami, I'm good all by myself
But,
my fucking movement
Gotta stay 10 toes cause these niggas plotting
And I gotta keep it real my team know I got it
I came this far so there ain't no
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
Girl, why you gotta be so far away from me?
Ooh, I just spent an hour on the train to see you
Yeah it's the pits sitting on the 6, 4, 5
All
that Short Dog was so young at the rap
I'm in the house
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
smoke
Coming outta my mouth
Look like you stupefied
Yeah the words ain't coming out
So when you remember what you were gonna say
Come on over
Holla
Hang
niggas
Bigger picture, grill with the angel fixtures
Where I’m at, they measure
Worth by your figures, ugh!
I’m from the East where them ARs shooting
'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches
Flocks of bitches by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em
'cause wherever I go, y'all my bitches
East to the west coast, all my bitches
Flocks of bitches by the dozens
From sisters to cousins
Got 'em
Before I Went legit, you know I had Them
Brands movin' On the West Coast, where they get you Killed
With just a hand movement I'm prayin' against
Right now
Only beats by the pound
Getting down on the drum
Here we come
With the song
On the microphone
Let me show you what im all about
Let me show you
then?
With yes men by your sides
When you walk along this route
Put yes-yes by, with yes men by your sides
So you wanna be filthy rich, then?
With
So, Miss Nicki Minaj
What do you say to people that say
You're trying to be something that you're
Not like Lady Gaga or Madonna and
You're doing things
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
Oh you got a plan so baby what's the movement
Oh you bout your people speak on it its time to prove it
Prove it prove it
Its time to prove it
Prove
a piece
My mind is never at ease
Easily taken and blown by the slightest breeze
Looking up north, looking out west
Roaming down south and i cleared the east
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
To mean something different
From what Lester and Lenny thunk
(They meant raw 60s punk songs)
"I feel depressed, I feel so bad
Coz your the best girl that
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