Lyrics:
tackle me?
You jack Mack, kidnap 'em for free
What? You got heat, you better pop those
We movin' like Gestapos, through underground potholes
That rock
, you know
How do you like those guys?
Everybody puts in extra notes
I'll overlook it
But the tune for you and me
Is that swingin' symphony
niggas ride around town, for another sounds, look before the smithy
And even on ball courts, you got the shorties watchin fellas
Doin anythings on they
jammies, a nice fire sure warms the bones
I might write a letter, but what I like better
Is taking my guitar down and playing an old song
That makes me
to a culture that's embedded in me
I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that
One for the mind and one for the beat
A tree grew from the rhyme that
was caged in?
What would you change then?
What if there was no Roc-A-Fella law for Made Men?
What if hate ran through me?
And what if Portland
you for you, not cause you're Dangerous Dame)
Get out my face, now do I look like someone you could play?
Find another line, because that's somethin
we don't want them by the house
But Skipper started bustin' when he saw them pullin' out
We did them niggaz dirty for fuckin' up our vibe
We packed up
about to flame on
It's like Armageddon, it's somethin' goin' on
I'm flowin' like a liquid, I'm unflammable
Try to touch that, I'm untouchable
You try
Consequence, that's gon' getchu Fucked up
Why the fuck you so jealous, That's gon' getchu fucked up
You know thatcha not really Built for war, cause if it goes
Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look, fellas passing by
Every time you see her, she's with a different guy
Beautiful
Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look, fellas passing by
Every time you see her, she's with a different guy
Beautiful
Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by
Every time you see her she's with a different guy
Beautiful
I'm the man!
Yo, that ain't right yo, well, anyway
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Gots many plus plenty string by string
I think I counts like
like Diana Ross
From me G Rap, yo, truly yours
(Hey yo, finish dissing that girl, man)
Yo, do me a favor, and pick up a pen and pad
And try
free, I'm that nigga livin' lawless
Hit Diego, NASCAR, get my ki's up
That's the plug, my amigo got the re-up
Switchin' twenties for the fifties,
shit''
Man, you better just prove that
I ain't gat time for that shite, fella
Hype beast all your life, you better
Take the gram with a pinch of salt
They
the coldest, oh boy I know you know dis
I'm unbothered and unfiltered with my people that I'd kill for
Straight from lockdown to the billboards, getting
Hell nah, I don't go for nothin
Lil' Noki hit to hit the jack Hit a payload hit, tryna move some crack
Told him, hell yeah, jam with that Lil' bacon
of pink
She said, "it's got a shot of a little bit of everything"
Mellow yellow umbrella for a fella like me
It was just a bit mellow for me to be seen
my fellas that
My snake rattled in your garden
It skiddadled and
Dip dabbled
Through rough waters
To your heart
And I’m not breakin’ it
Snitches can't speak my name till they get winded
Can't you tell there's been a switch made?
Now fellas decide that they wanna run and tell like in
scream.
The unsuspecting maiden
Will be clutched from where she sleeps,
And taken away to a hole down under
The water, and that's for keeps.
By
like a elf
You workin for me cuz i'm santa himself
You know thats foreal
Ion need nobody
I can do it by myself
Only chasing the wealth
If it ain't bout
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