Lyrics:
all hell, I ride
Come here, let me take you for a ride
Wake up and put dick in her spine
Turn the tune through, all hell, I ride
Middle fingers up as I
Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be is a wannabe
Got all my
Why u dey treat me all d time like a stranger eh
I'm gonna make it to the top from da gutter
Lola' oluwa ogbeni nobi sey dem' sey
Won ma soro o taa'ba
'bout 'em, playing piano while he thinks
What's perfection when life's interesting on the brink?
Gregorian chants up the drinks
In reference from
good she remember me
Leave da hood fuck ah frenemy
Treat her to good
Take advantages
No woods , put some Taunch in
Juiced up boost ya confidence
I was
Into:
(Luda) A-town connection..
Lloyd, Luda (check) turn it up make it knock, East, West, North, South, beat'n on down ya block (2x)
Verse 1:
the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)
And (Cool J) I'm double platinum on the hot blocks and
(L) the hottest nigga in the whole spot (L)
And (Cool J) you see my
the light, so open up
This is it, what the fuck? ("just like music")
One fly tune
That have black and white vibe in one room
No confrontation, parlay all
go
Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da
Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da
Beaker one-nine-nine-eleven-o-one witness, maybe you don’t get
like a o line
Made a couple bucks wit da runner ups
Spend alotta time w the wrong type
Learned it to earn it
I need the whip wit da curtains
I treat my
Shit I did made these niggas not like me
They tune in to catch a bar and they bite it
I told a bitch better eat me up trifling
Go head make a mess
When
and proved by Cj
Killa move when a G say
Spin da block dats a replay
I give em dat bagg talk my daddy done fukd up and showed me dat recipe
She said ima bad
attack
Strapped with a rocket attached
I am not full of crap
I'ma pop me a cap then
Build like Frank Lloyd Wright
Hopped up on crack
O king do sportrap,
and corona
Sallie Mae can cut her bread in many different ways
But who am I to say
Young nigga still in the hood so I pray for the days by the turn of a page
the mission to rescue dance music from the blahs
We're not gonna do it by fighting--Get up! Get down!
Uncle Jam wants you to funk with him
La da dee da dee
Looney Tunes..... Subelo al maximo (Turn it Up to the Max)
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up... Subelo al maximo
Daddy Yankee a turn it up, turn it
a paragraph
Spin his block with da fan and we airing that
I don't like dirty looks what you staring at
Treat these bitches like feins we be sharing that
If I
boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught
Turn me up, Jewel KZ, yeah, though, I got a new box
Baby, I'm a doctor, they call me Gua
Rhyme, I'm a lonely, but I got two blocks I drop a new song,
nigga ion need co-sign
Got a plug out in Texas
Gimme blocks lik he play on da o-line
Dick riding ass niggas dem hoe signs
I can run dis money up nigga no
What you thought its the Roc
Wit my people from St.Lou
Jack Frost, Jack Frost
Up in the bang-o, the wrist froze Grip O's
Roc a Fella pitbull snatch
(No days off)
Ayy
Step off the block and I'm feelin' nice
True say, I find her appealing
I took a U-turn just to pree that twice
In the wap
on the block or what's ya, nigga, woot
My BG's got the choppa, what ya, nigga, woot
They say I'm gutted, I'm grimy, that's why I'm from the hood
I'm gettin'
blocks, cock your glocks
Really doe - bust until your barrels glow (*gunshot*)
(Ice-T)
Nigga tryin', then got tied up buttnaked
Fuckin' with the master
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