Lyrics:
like 'Zilla
I want you
Baby, don't you run from me, you know I want you
She down with Slime, she got a tattoo in another color
Thugger getting high
you had to wrap her good
You just always been a good rapper
For instance, if I say I run where I'm from
It's because I gave orders for
Them to clap it
get this from?" He said, "Oh, I f'king don't know, I got it in the States
somewhere." "Do you have a f'king reciept?" 'Arry said, "I f'king don't!"
father dumb
I saw a pic of her and couldn't tell if
He got a daughter or got a son
You never gotta run if you got a strap
My favorite gun I gave to AR
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
the tape, roll the tape, roll the tape
Roll the tape
I got cousins out in Cali and they run shit
I got blood across the border where we from, shit
Never side
Camelot, when I got this note, you see--
FATHER: Camelot? Are you from, uh, Camelot?
HERBERT: Hurry, Sir Launcelot!
LAUNCELOT: Uh, I am a Knight of King
the chorus
You ready, New York City we run the mu'fuckin' building, pardon me
Take it, take it back B, I messed up because I'm talkin' too much
Take it from
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
niggas run up on you with them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in
niggas run up on you with them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in
'til I run out of it
Work, work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it
Work, work, work, I got it
I got it, I got it
This that yellow tape
Boy I'm
Boy I'm bout to drop a bomb in it
Uh huhh!
Boy I'm 'bout to drop a bomb
Bitch you better run
Boy I'm 'bout to drop a bomb
Bitch you better
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
when you lay it down, I got some more for you
Fasho
I’m so tired of these rainy days
That’s why everyday I wake I pray
I take it day by day
The rain
Oh yea
This sounding real soulful, so that mean I gotta come from the soul
The rain ain't supposed to stay
Brighter days are coming
Brighter days
whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit than piss
dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you
dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you
day I be trying to pave a way
Let it rain on me
It's not by power nor by might but it comes from the most high Jah Jah Jah
That I am happy and delight
the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much love for my nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He
drip, when I flick this, man hurry (chin')
I got the gyal of your dreams on her knees
In my inbox, tryna call AJ 'honey' (muah)
I go tape, make it rain
Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little
Now I
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