Lyrics:
bump bump this in your hood ballers
Bump this in your hood
You know this music good good
No look skyhook boy got shook by Westbrook
Court side seat
bitch
Claim you work but aint do shit
It seem like loose lips come with excuses
I bet like two chips, Cyborg like Rufus
Jumped off the cruise ship, water
This a catchy melody, I'm bout My cheese, she come and twerk Right by the sea, I'm rolling
Trees, right after get down on Her Knees
She suck me free,
smoothing out these speed bumps
Easy come, easy go
I rarely had it like that
Umpgh
I spit flame to maintain the name
Double A remember that
Amp Adams
Boom,
of the human population
The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai
And he's the man that discovered the Ultra85
Accompanied by a girl inside their
finally extinguished.
Mr. Stranger, aka The Bone Man, goes to Dublin
Space. Time. Rhythm. Static. Kinetic. Truth. What is truth?
Silence. Do you know?
Boeing
Tell my pilot I said get goin'
Yellowbone with me, skin glowin'
Of course, her friend joined
They do what I say they be ten-fourin'
And ain't
“In The Zone”
Written by: Anthony Frazer
Intro
Watcha gonna do when we get in the zone
You need to bump this shit till the lights come on
When you
chu' wanna do, what chu' wanna do
Got damn it, fuck nigga what chu' wanna do
What chu' wanna do (You scared), what chu' wanna do (You scared)
Well nigga
chu' wanna do, what chu' wanna do
Got damn it, fuck nigga what chu' wanna do
What chu' wanna do (You scared), what chu' wanna do (You scared)
Well nigga
"Double Time"
Written By: Philip "Jamel Thomas" Romain
Pre chorus:
Time, time, time, time is tickin on your grind, get me?
Time, time, time, time
I do it by my lonely cause I'm true to the code
Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I really know
Who started with me, who departed with
[Hook x2]
[Chyna Whyte]
Bump, bump, bump, bump lettin' off shots
Double glock, glock, ch-ch, nigga pop pop
It don't stop in that Dirty South
Burn up
[Hook x2]
[Chyna Whyte]
Bump, bump, bump, bump lettin' off shots
Double glock, glock, ch-ch, nigga pop pop
It don't stop in that Dirty South
Burn up
be fine
We finna have some fun
And if by chance we do come across an alien
I'ma blow his ass away with
This here molecular gun
Set to kill, never stun
one of the few)
They tried to do me green, so I left 'em black and blue
We on defense, they only left me with a bump and a bruise (no way, Hozay,
Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions
Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso
Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo
I do it by
A-T-L to S-T-L
On them thungs and crunk as hell
Your system blast, then let it bump
Spark the L and raise it up
Fifteens in my shit, you know
stomping in my big blue Chucks
More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditching you, klutz
Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumping your sounds
It's the zoo
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
Girls in my place I go Thomas like a train
Ice in my veins, I get it from the pain
Still pack the twelve and I pull the triple-gauge
I do what I need
give me a fist bump
Black magical, act radical with the fist up
Do it 'til we rockin' the bells, you like hip-hop
Promise you I'm not gonna tell, we
to do a five shots, it was only fun
Homicide came by, I was on a run
And when shit got hot, we let off a drum
I did everything under the sun
I walk
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