Lyrics:
You might as well
I drop (drop) bombs (bombs)
On any motherf***ers who ain't throwin' wit us
You ain't throwin' wit us
You ain't flowin' wit us
a hurry
It f***s me up, like they ain't got no money to get buried
You could flip, I'll survive m'kay, motherf***er
In my block still doin twenty-five
Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some
Like a dealer cutting cards
Trimming the fat on who hanging with
Me
Only day ones is banging with me
F.s. the set you know what i rep
Versace Givenchy
business that's why the money been stacking
Fly time wit some bitches fuck they money they relaxing
By the way she touch me I might fuck her wit some passion
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
you Cuz
Hmm, the life I'm livin
And how I do my thug thizzle
Separates me from all of them fuck niggas
See I don't deal with niggas who ain't real
He
lose em quick, effortless I'm on my nelly shit im goin lunatic/
You way out yo body hoe you wildin you want Who to trick, I need honesty don't say you
Flow… round by the wind
(Flow motion)
Flow… round by the wind [x2]
[Krayzie Bone]
Ride with me..
Ride with me..
[Layzie Bone]
Who is that coming
Ahh! I kicks it off, n**** what rhyme wit no f***in problem,
down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball,
understand I gotta plan, to get me some
reach through
We jackin guns i make it hot like I'm Nelly
They do not want me to spin they not ready
I hit her once cause I'm petty
I got a feeling I'm
going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas, every minute a child dies by this disease
on
When we politically blind
Can't see the signs of endangered times
What's going on
Nelly Furtado:
Ah tell me
What's going on in the world today
I'd
blind
Can't see the signs of endangered times
What's going on
Nelly Furtado:
Ah tell me
What's going on in the world today
I'd rather be dead
Than turn
blind
Can't see the signs of endangered times
What's going on
Nelly Furtado:
Ah tell me
What's going on in the world today
I'd rather be dead
Than turn
ready
Hike, give the ball to Nelly
And nobody out there feels me
Take this ball, you have to kill me
And any player in my way, I'm foldin'
Damn, they
lesbians
Hit em wit the Mac, hit em wit the Tec 9
Hit em wit the Ruger by the intersex sine
Hit em wit a Tommy so my
Niggas call me Pammy and I
Always eat
u all in
A ride if i fly in a jet in my hood u
Need a chopper might get by
Wit a techya hear me
My young got the chopper once he turn
Around it's
this, so you can pay me now
And uh
I'm the boss and this is how it's gone be
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Day-o, Day-o
Lunatics gone blow
So don't look any
a walkin lick
Off the shit
Perkys got me poppin jits I feel like the cops Slick Rick
I just shot the kid
Rockin wit Fs on the feet that be all the rims
Chorus 1 begin:
It went from smoking wit da homies
smoking’ by myself
cuz aint kno who to trust (aint kno who to trust)
It
Iz U Wit Me?
Walking up to my steps, my spot, I'm killing
Hanging with the snitch? Nah, nappy heads
(FIST PUMPS)
Wack rappers, you know I can't
drip drip
Foes don't like me
They the smell
I'm the shit
This malicious wit inherited by bright immigrants
Hence making this dark chocolate chip Edison
jaw
Speakin foul on the people that's p s why
Southwest and eastside combined now who ride, on them bitch ass
(monoxide child)
Gang related, hated by
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