Lyrics:
gether our friends for the hellfire
The sweet in sour
Roll the red dice, turn on the blue lights
Goal to aspire
Make sure you acquire
Equipment for
Games
ain't what they thought
This is all I got
This is all I got
Aye
Til I'm blue in the face
I'll say that I'm made
For the game
Like equipment
Equipped
things
Like, equipment, necessities and video games (word up)
Y'all are crazy, no chains, dag, okay, where's your BMW?
You're not supposed to walk,
learned photography
Up in the attic articles of family history
Examples of myself and everything I like
Sports equipment, board games, even my first bike
the beat and he's quickly equipping it
Assisting me the equipment to
Setup my game, I've got something to prove
Sorry I'm late, man I tend to hit snooze
Kind
These producers is lame
Got me equipment and studied the game
On top of my game ,
You wont say the same, you vanging a pain
Wont let it bother me cause
playing games, he's taking names, he is bullet proof
Everything's gonna change, everything but the truth
God put the firewood there, but you gotta light
plaques at dog
The game is officially over
Go kill yourself
Now take that and equipment back to the store
We don't wanna hear that weak shit no more
a game, this ain't a game, this ain't a game
Love is a war and I'm on the battlefield
It's nothing but sunken ships we ended like Battleship
But this ain't
(Everybody flexin'
Never mind the exit
Never talk so you text it
Everybody gets it
So put your bets in
Better learn to respect)
I'ma kill the game
magnificence
Battle ready, any Day I can get militant, yes we have the equipment
Bright boy don’t make me lock off your filament, sneak in your spot like man’s
Aye
Nidar
Check
Suno
Paise ki game ae
Yeh sab paise ki game ae game ae
Paise ki game ae
Yeh sab paise ki game ae game ae
Paise ki game ae
Yeh sab
I swear to God I can shut down your whole shit
Away at my game gonna get you home sick
Don't play with my name or hear the gun click
I'm a family
allowances
Make some balances
Just to get equipments
Just to record myself
No money to feed myself
My brother be the witness yeah
The story is very long
So
they know a new culture would hatch. Mad love to the pioneers.
(Verse 2)
Zulu nation parties at the Bronx river projects 77 blackout made equipment
close, pussy boy, keep your distance
Come with a blickies, equip with equipment
Toast with the roast my mac cooking your chicken
Whipping and whipping, my
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
The night I met you
We were tryin' to define
What "hip" meant
How could I forget you
You were shakin' all that fine
Equipment?
Listen you, 's' been
passing fad.
To being an us for once,
Instead of at them
ALL
La vie boheme,
Gust The Women-
La vie boheme
MAUREEN
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
JOANNE
I started with nothing and used my own imagination
Let's face it
I'm the best in the game no debating
Y'all are so basic y'all are so readable
Y'all
from buying my equipment
To lending equipment
To people mistreating
Damaging, mishandling
Why eye always retaliate with manners
When my pops weren't
studio
Equipment
(Where they at)
They wasn't there
Nor or they here
Nigga I had to go get it
(Go get it)
This ain't no sob story nigga
(Nah nigga)
Ima
To being an us, for once
Instead of a them
La vie Bohème
La vie Bohème
Is the equipment in a pyramid?
It is, Maureen
The mixer doesn't have
pain
And when it go down, my hos do the same thing
We all in the same game; we all willin' to bang
Ain't nobody going against the grain, so take aim
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