Lyrics:
to catch my breath
Perfect time to slip a pill in his drink
Take him outside and curb stomp his head
Toumi, you alright there man
You were in a world
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' up a check in my big B's
Drunk a four of that Tech
Woke up in Tennessee
Man, I was high than a motherfucker, dog
of a parachute Mr. Drug War Junta-Man himself George Bush used when he bailed out of that bomber in World War II?
Hemp was illegal by then, but farmers were
passive-aggressive
LeBron James, racist comments season 4
Racist comments get ready
To have a field day, press! Get ready
Get ready! Because the show’s over
prepare Oh
Wait ah right now, press, get ready to write
Yo' passive aggressive, lebron
James racist comments, season four
Racist comments get ready
To have
Alcolu to out by the hills
I got thing for that big body yeah
Got a thing for the-ayeah yeah yeah yeah
Slang so thick I like it slick, bruh
Curve so,
on girl, yeah
I’ma finish like a starter, girl
Big city, small world (Big city, small town)
It’s a media, baby
All through my headphones, yeah
Cocaine trap
The inner city life controlled by the outer world G
Another Bronx War Story
(Repeat last line 4x)
[Verse 2:]
Peace see God you held me down like a weapon
Pound of the kush, whole thing rolled up
Indigo cup, you can smoke what you want
Live by the rules, only take two puffs
Got a pound from the plug,
girlfriend and sister
By mr. thuggish ruggish himself nigga wit big ol' nuts
Represent them st. clair cleveland soldiers don't give a fuck to get buck
To all
baby mama
to have a baby while I got a baby too
On the cheese, I'm fermented, I be seasoned man
(It's your day)
4 season holiday, yeah, that's
(hol’ up)
Like Yasiin I’m a traveling man everybody come close and sing along (yup x3)
In Between Worlds x4 (hol’ up)
I’ve been around and I never feel
you'll beat me
Bring your best men
They thought it was easy
Then I swept them
Big man coming
So don't be naughty
Tonight's Christmas Day
Tis the season
[P. Diddy]
Yeah,
Yeah
[Eightball]
Yeah, yeah
This big 'Ball man, P. Diddy and MJG
We raw man (we raw) if pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon)
it)
On fire like a page with my pen to it (Yeah)
Got my chest poked like a sail with the wind thru it (Big Man)
I’m the man but you gotta understand now
Man I had a crazy crazy dream dogg.
I had a dream I was in the NBA straight playin basketball.
NBA straight getting my ball on dogg.
Can you
"Love I only leave a little, try to understand
I put my soul in this life we've created with these four hands
Love, I leave, but only a little, this world
pot heads for a reason
Express how I feel
Roll up by the Soxs
Scaled for a reason
She feeing the vibes
She know we gone pop all four Seasons
I’m
hand with the unseen plan?
The unclean man from the unclean land
Desire to kill the righteous dumbs down the brightest
Give his life in this world
hot but the flow cold
Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no see see me drift off get ya nodoz
Zip-loc full of dro tow big glocks on the hip cocked try
a little bit it's all ya got
U mite not hav a car or big gold chain
Stay tru 2 yaself an' thangs will change
Man my sista ben gone 4 about 10 munths
leaving
Put your yap up it's a big Glock season
1st quarter type of nigga I don't waste time
Where your 40 at? It's on my waste line
Still rocking bout
when that thing roll
He got hit by a g29 that's a big ass hole
He was dissing he think I don't know
Caught his ass down bad right there by the store
Damn
Yeah, I got a reason to believe that this is my season
I got a reason to believe that this is my, this is my, this is my, Season this is my, Season
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