Lyrics:
songs
Which rappers do you know sing in key
All my hooks inspired by B-I-G
I know I'll never flow on his level see
But in rap you allowed break rules G
I
Come in sister Nadine
Make a joyful noise, unto thee we sing oh lord
I call on you, for all ye lands to know
Uno ready fe de Righteous Dance
When we
stay where I can see you
Douse the lights
We sure are in for a show tonight
In this little number, we are graced by two displays of character
We
down and Rest In Peace to all my dead partners
I smoke by the pound in like a week, and fuck the Weight Watchers
Got my self a brand new triple-beam,
your life style scary
No wonder why you carry a two, to retaliate
Tryin' to annihilate
The one a two annihilate you
They got some dude just to get
now don't you Ever fall back
Because The world won't ever stop"
Now Fuck all your stupid rules
I'll break em down in two
So sick of all your lies
Cause
them I can't miss
First I play them one by one
Then I sing them just for fun
La la la la la la la la
First I play, then I sing, but counting is my
And if you feelin' blue, you already
We're about to wrap this thing up tonight y'all, and uh
It's been a very special treat
And I wanna give a very special
thought i’z broke bitch im up like a feen
N i’m wit da gang cus dese other niggas sweet
No dis ain’t what u want we gon put u 2 sleep
(1:30)
Niggas aint
rocked like Goliath or sum
I'm a Lil Drummer Jit with 2 sticks and a drum
Let it sing it go rum pum pum pum
Rum pum
Rum pum
We some Lil Drummer Jits do not
a nigga might sing like the opera (singin')
I got your hoe on my roster (your hoe)
No styrofoam, we drink out the bottle (drank)
My niggas came from
aloft and scour the Spanish Main."
We all agreed but three young men who were told us then to land.
Two of them were Boston boys, the other from New
(verse 2)
Ok , I say do your own , make I do my own , for this life way we day live now know be our own ,,, so my guy try bone ... but if you know fit,
the fuck up, sissy, Gs up
All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down
(Shady, ease up, man, chill)
Nah, I can't, God damn it
Rap is a landfill, drop
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
a brand new message
Gave me a brand new song
So now I can't be threatened
By the drama and the tricks you bring
For I will not be defeated
For there is
then I been brand new
Never had a girl with a loving so true
I swear me I no fi let you go
There's no force
We go well like yam and sauce
She's
to a lifer who hates life as a con
Snitches sing like Seal, keep ya mouth sealed or get a matchin scar
Designed by a craftsman saw, I'm not what you bastards
a little girl
Whose dreams have gone astray somewhere along the way
But if you'll close your eyes and step inside my world
I'll take you by the hand we
could be whatever you want nigga, we all kings
I had a dream last night, I was rich Porter
Then I had a dream I had a bitch like Kim Porter
Then I had
Smooth as Jermaine, so honey don't take it personal
There's no need to try to diss the swinger,
Baby, all you get is two snaps up and the finger
I'm up with the J's, we all vampin'
Put the work in the wax bag and stamped it
You can catch the rico when you stamp it
But the hood gotta know who got
Did you ever hear of Sweet Betsy from Pike
Who crossed the wide prairie with her husband, Ike
With two yoke of cattle and one spotted hog,
A tall
oh, no, no (ow)
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, oh, no, no (sing, one, two, three, four)
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