Lyrics:
that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics, dreamy eyes"
But my f- mouth was nightmareish
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
When I was in that jungle we was toting all sticks
You talking beef I'm getting cars flipped
Have a nigga screaming out ooh awe shit
The album coming
O.G.'s tell me real good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya know my name
Bitch, if ya still could, you'd do the same
Made thirteen
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
without tiffany
N-o-r-e, I just lace the heat
I don't complain about the track, give me any beat
I get hed in the wip on any street
I fuck wit clue, other
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
And I won't stop bringin that heat
It's my dream (I said it's my dream)
I said it's my dream... ooh
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire]
Big as Barack Obama soon
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
mixtapes with features
Better than your album
Bounce Master with the Street Sweeper
For you heat seekers and them double
D cup ladies and IG divas
My mixtape
a chance
At a glance, I'm a failure
Addicted to pushing paraphernalia
But Daddy had dreams once, my eyes had a gleam once
Innocence disappeared by
nothing but freezing (Cold)
And I always walk with the heat on (Road)
And all I really want is Ps and (Hoes)
And it's G-H-E double T and (O)
My heart ain't
But your albums trash from the skit to the covers
I tear the plastic off and use it for a rubber (I'm)
(L) I'm the G.O.A.T. I just ball a lot (L)
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
a lit wire
That split in the pit
Fibers and bzzz you hit
By the "Gangsta Boogie"
Every ghetto it's the meadow never
Settle for your level
Kept it real-o
Yeah uh, no doubt
It's Reborn tha Rebizzle
Aha uha.
No doubt
Check it now
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn
Yeah uh, no doubt
It's Reborn tha Rebizzle
Aha uha
No doubt
Check it now
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha
of heat
Y'all can't do nothing with this here
For one, I pack three 9s like the year
Y'all funny money hustlas
7 gram hustlas
Type to bust a O down wit ya
on that B.O.A., I told they ass to blast the heat
All he do is fuckin' dick ride, that shit trash to me
Say he gon' knock off my dreads, bitch, I can't wait
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