Lyrics:
rappers try to faze me
They must be crazy messin with the Books and Drayzie
Big-up to Jersey and my people's out in el-a
Well-a hell-a can never cut
a break
Crying cause he been grilling all day
Told that nigga, hit this
Its okay
Gon sip this Bombay
Roll up, blaze
Don't complain
Where I'm from?
From
thing that he had made, and, behold, it was the best thing he could do.
Finally, after sleeping the whole weekend, Leonard is waked up by his old friend
alibi ain't gone work
Ain't it somethin' how them niggas from out that three be doin' that dirt?
Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four
the one and only thing
That lets me live, lets me open up and give
This microphone helps me not be broke
This microphone helped to feed my folks
This
crazy
On the verge of going nuts
I don’t talk to many
I don’t learn to open up
But fuck the world nigga
Let it burn so what
Drop a verse so tough
Got
And the niggas by the nuts
Ear, tongue and butts
Yeah, they're trying to fuck us up
But, shit, you know what's up
We gotta get with the movement
And move men
we was slidin' back in the day (21)
21 Gang, woodgrain on the K (21)
Big Slaughter, nigga, big dagger in my face (straight up)
Ski mask, fuck
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh
K-TLEM TLEM Records A.N.D.A. WORLD Puff
21 Gun Salute (Don’t shoot) Guess who’s in the buildin’
It’s what it is YEAH
21
a Ghost
I told the chauffeur, "Pick up a ho"
She like, "Bae, I can't open the door"
Too much smoke, the bulletproof the only car I slide in
Movin'
Ezra, to meet Sarah and the women of Ward 10, on the street to continue to protest the price of Kosher meat.
V3 Husband
Fanny, are you insane?
These
and pleasant sleep by night
Cuz the subtle difference tween see you later and goodbye Is easy
All it takes is not opening your eyes
Open up your phone and you
an animal
Look lately I'm only doin' what they thought crazy
I hope the gates of heaven open up for me
So I can walk away into the darkness
Waltz my way out
Say K, are we gon' lay up back?
Kick this bitch raw, you heard me
Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible] shit
Microphone check, check, check one
Say K, are we gon' lay up back?
Kick this bitch raw, you heard me
Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible] shit
Microphone check, check, check one
Say K, are we gon' lay up back?
Kick this bitch raw, you heard me
Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible] shit
Microphone check, check, check one
My flows so hot, you thought I was spewin' butane
Against an open flame, napalm runnin' through my veins
I always maintain, this style that I claim
the microphone
Do you want me to open the window more
That's amazing, how much was it
Somehow
About 90 quid
And I don't know how
We're just making noise
Yes
I have
some things never change
Bitch I'm 21
Girl I do this shit for fun
You only live once
Baby give me all ya funds
Girl fuck it up
Cuz da boy 21
She said
high-five
Everybody looking for the smoke when we drive by
Trippin over nothing on the come up so can I vibe
Staring at the game so long its an eye sore
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
Check this
I excel, they fell, I said, well, hell
L can yell or make 'em melt like gel
I signed the contracts that buils up stacks
Play the wall
When I open up my eyes sometimes
I don't know where I've been
Heart tells me a trip to cloud nine
Headache says that things just ain't fine
Driving
When I open up my eyes sometimes
I don't know where I've been
Heart tells me a trip to cloud nine
Headache says that things just ain't fine
Driving
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