Search results for 'full time outro by yo gotti' Page #288

Cockroaches

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

got baby roaches inside my full pint, camouflaging in spices
Once by accident, I ate 'em with my rice kid
'Cause, when you're hungry you don't think

Must Be Murder

MC Eiht

N' My Neighborhood

2000

Geah
Yo, Hoo-Bangin' niggas offcials for the year 2G
I want y'all niggas to say hello to the bad nigga, uh
Hoo-Bangin', what's up
Geah
Ya know this

Hell Sent

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

satan called his posse full of demons and witches
We met up at the Abyss ready to salughter the bitches

Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like

like 2Pac and chain letters
But this time, I simped though, got played like a wimp though
The Pharcyde said it fly, she kept +Passin' Me By+
Not even

of a hooper with lack of a make
Lack of a make? Lack of a make 
I tell the truth in a world filled of fakes
Milk and the juice in a world full of flakes
I see

bright
Like a star shine through the night
Most likely it will be my ice
The day will come I'll wear a watch full of ice
The day will come I'll be an icon

had a baby, I would name the baby Saijal
I give you my heart, I poured it all on the table
Don’t got time for none of your envy
I’ve got way too much

feel your body
My hand in between yo thighs
Look into your eyes
See the universe with the stars Shining bright
You can be my pilot
You can by my ride

online and shop for me
My shoes come in by packages
Hundreds I be stacking them
Broken bills I am blowing them
Nigga looking like money you might think my

face
Ima keep it Rolling Stone
Running first place
Art work what it take
When you wanna make ya shit
Dis great
Got a Full plate
I aint finna hit you
Till

these underlining circumstances not a accident
Graduated from the field
Now I'd rather build
How you gone tell him yeild
When he got Chills
Haunted by

call me incredible
Eat the beat like it's edible
Paraphrasing my parable
Swear my flow incomparable
Keep on serving them till they full
Who I am , a lost

sign my ass read the terms and conditions
Cause if ya cross my path you got a terminal illness
My foot yo ass, Red Forman my image
Imma go full Messi I

A-Yo T.Wang
Man, the other day I was riding the bus and this bitch comes on and she goes
“Hey, aren’t you Phillip Diesel?"
Yup!
"Boy you’re washed

Run up a check and I get to the cash 
I was my on son I didn't have a dad
Kill confirmed we come pick up yo tag 
Just give me the rock I won't fumble

to go up to the mall you look like a snack in the mall 
I would eat you up in a minute 
Eh yo, when I look at her,  when she smiles my heart beat fast

the show, they loving me yo
Can’t help but love me, don’t be a dummy
No wondering though, what you wondering bro
Why all of my haters, all of my haters
They

Yo, I had this dream like
Everything was goin' for me, I had it all
And I heard this voice say
"This could all be yours, but how far you willing

save em
I'm as nice as he makes em
Sky high on your top ten, in a mach 5 speed racing
Bench press get ya bars up
Got a backwood full of stardust
I was in

Little bitty pretty one
You comin' up really fast (Whoa)
You've grown up so much
Since the last time I saw you
Thoughts full of empathy
And energy

All of my brothers is shooters
Group full of Gangstas in movement
I'll turn yo block to a movie
Clip after clip after clip
B4 we see 12 we gone dip
I

when ain't got no time to loose
Sending emojis telling me you feeling heart eyes
I'm feeling pain so you know I let the song cry
Crazy story cause that

snitch
You know what it is

Pull up with the dreads
Leave a nigga dead
Metal by the stomach leave a pussy full of lead
All up in the bando we be counting

out of place in a hideaway 
By the way
Dirty money in a shoe box full Of old hunnas
Bring that cash to yo city all my Niggaz road runnas
Can't be scary