Lyrics:
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
Yes, yes y'all
To the street's, y'all
It's GB, y'all
And we don't stop
Yes, yes y'all
To the street's y'all
It's GB y'all
And we don't stop
delicately
They're to be sodomised by Richard and Judy
This parties getting started
Sanity has departed
Judy is dancing nakedly whilst Richard wanks
trippin', trippin' hard, damn near fell (I was trippin', trippin')
Richard Mille in the field, I feel like Odell (mm-hmm)
Spill my lean and niggas sip, I
Cookin' chicken, Benihana
Put a Richard Mille on my mama (Richard Mille)
Feed the streets and I be a stunna
Cop a coupe and it's white as Madonna
streets
I play a bigger part
Better believe that you don't wanna
See a nigga start
'Cause you'll be laid up with doctors
Looking at a nigga chart
Yeah, they
the ghetto copped the soundtrack.
Street poetry to tracks, could you beat that?
Malik Taylor introduced it to me.
He said, 'Forget Benny Hill, nigga.
red Range Rover
Sold boulders till marijuana took over
Freestylist Richard Allen crack viles
(Tommy Hill)
Live for the gangsters in the club that'll
made them brothers
I signed my life by they hands so touch 'em we dracos in sprinter vans
And them my mud brothers from the hills to the sand and they
the hill
Shake shake mama like a ship going out to sea
Shake shake mama like a ship going out to sea
You took all my money and you gave it to Richard Lee
worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
I spent Monday on Strawberry Hill
Till I fell and I landed on your windowsill
I hung there by a golden fine web
I had woven from a hair of your head
celebrity is you
I see Muhammed Ali
Clanking goes my trolley (18)
Starred in "Hello Dolly"
When it ran out of blue and Salvatore Dali
He did a little sketch
green hunnid bills
Gon' stack that shit up until I have a mil
Baby blue mansion on top of the hills
Just living life my way, chasing the thrills
You
100,000 Rip riders from the side
Blue Chuck's, blue rags, grey clouds, blue skies
On the move, can't lose, Hill Street blues
Niggaz gotta pay they dues
100,000 Rip riders from the side
Blue Chuck's, blue rags, gray clouds, blue skies
On the move, can't lose, Hill Street blues
Niggaz gotta pay they dues
Ain't no
Love in the streets when they want what you earned
I worked hard for these blues nigga
Just wait on yo turn
I drip too severe man these
hits
Yeah on the streets calling kills
On my mind there's only mills
Molly got me on a feel
From the ghetto to the hills
Drugs paying for my bills
Yeah
from the side
Blue Chuck's, blue rags, gray clouds, blue skies
On the move, can't lose, Hill Street blues
Niggas gotta pay they dues on the crews
Aaliyah, and Whitney had me feeling 50 shades of Blue
Not to mention Nipsey, Morrison, and now Kobe
I'm sick
I mean ill
I eat the Fugees without Lauryn Hill
Glorifying the streets instead of God
My how the times sure changed
Since prayer been out the school
The world been off the chain
Doesn't matter who's in
Catch a sneak peak of death if you ain't on ya P's and Q's
They carry banana clips and niggas'll peel you for ya shoes
It's the blues, but not on Hill
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