Lyrics:
Slay, Cory Gunz, Main Street, Lil' Shaq man
That's my circle, try to break it I hurt you
Ain't no gettin' out that, I doubt that
Classic maker, resurrect
played on the radio
It's a no-brainer" Both
Songs are slow-burning, sensual
Ballads that seem slightly at odds with
Meek's traditionally louder, brasher
Thun (Queens in the house)
Queensbridge, baby (Queens in the house)
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt (Queens in the house)
Not niggas I really met
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
DVD's (ow)
The come-up was crazy
Don't get smacked tryna fuck with us
Fuck with me, baby (ayy)
It ain't easy, I'm goin' easy (oh, oh)
(Gangsta
the baby raccoons!
DEE:
In the very next chapter of this very tall tale, Don and his squire were swallowed by a whale!
DJ:
It all went wrong, we lost
Ooh...
I could tell when I step in the room and I saw you standing there
There ain't no doubt about the way that you move
I couldn't help
She from the era of attitude better watch her..
Dj play that play dat muthafuckin watcher by the doctor...
Nigga I said play it or the fuckin doctor
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
I CC'ed every girl that
I'd see-see 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown but
I'd rather see her smilin'
Wetness all around me, true
But I'm no
(Yeah)
(Peace, king)
(Peace, king)
(Listen, if they wrote a book on your life)
(Right)
(You think anybody'll read it?)
(No fucking doubt
(Yeah)
(Peace, king)
(Peace, king)
(Listen, if they wrote a book on your life)
(Right)
(You think anybody'll read it?)
(No fucking doubt
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Holiday Season
I talk to God like I'm 'bout to die (die)
I think of Malik and I start to cry (leak)
They paid no attention, was walking by
signed to a label N.w.a
I would’ve liked to say no but they Paying so I let em stay
Had my best interests in mind but Would rather listen to the dj
Used
cry?
Dat make me eye drip
Beres him no stop cry
How could I ever doubt
That you were my friend?
(I didn't know you were my friend)
I'm falling
cry?
Dat make me eye drip
Beres him no stop cry
How could I ever doubt
That you were my friend?
(I didn't know you were my friend)
I'm falling
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
out
And the worms play PS2 on your snout.
No doubt, what I?m about is helping you,
To lively up yourself like Marley would do. ,br>And we?re
the records and he's my protege
So check him out without a doubt and you will agree
He goes by the name of Cutmaster Cool V
Cut the funky records, for me
anotha gal, now don't be scared
Man, you might as well throw in your towel, youse a fake thug
Face to face I shoot you in your mouth
'cause ain't no love
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
know I never let it get to my head (I got a)
No, never gettin' vexed when you're wet
My DJ bring his decks on the jet
Came out when you put me
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