Lyrics:
a lot of locking sounds
Jeff the killer in ya town
I'll steal ya life to steal a pound
We putting caskets in the ground
If you wanna see the light, wing
quiere mujere? Tell me what you want
But before I could blow a line
Baby lit up the Brand New Funk
Now, now, now, if you bump me by accident
You know
one thing I want to say.."
[GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me?
"What goes around comes back around again.."
[GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
"What
Ayy, let me hear that ho Jeff
This the Intro Part 2
Beat By Jeff
This the 2, been overdue
Bruh, I'm ranked uno
AK with me, new money gang
Kel with
being sued by the IRS
And having more fun than the law allowed
Yeah, I'm talking loners and stoners
And sing about to come back home
And most likely too
"We are ready ladies and gentlemen"
"It's star time!"
"Million dollar man!"
Once again as we swing this ep' with the Grand Puba
If I seen you
Jeff' you know i got this shit like a restroom
" she a barbie so there's nothing that she ken do "
When my niggas needed me i done came thru
We
sued by the IRS
And having more fun than the law allowed
Yeah, I'm talking loners and stoners
And sing about to come back home
And most likely too
more money than we could count
We're all being sued by the IRS
And having more fun than the law allowed
Yeah, I'm talking loners and stoners
life feeling jeff hardy
Yeah, If he trashing the gang then the gang gon slam, yuh
You don't got 1500 yeah you ain't gon ram
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ok, I came
're in Heaven with the angels surrounded by friendsBut, you might meet the Devil himselfYou gotta save your soul and I can helpIf you don't get right with
Jeff Beck you've been tryin' to outdo him . . . Awright, look, I'm gonna say one thing to you . . . this may not register right away, but let me say this
I'm riding in a foreign
Hear that engine roarin
23, I feel like Jordan
Flying fast like I'm Jeff Gordon
Try catch me on that track
We got it again
groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
where I learned the principles
I live by, whether they were cool or unaccepted
To my youngins don’t be out there moving young and reckless
(Hook 3)
the house
You've got to dance cause no one is exempt
From the rules set forth by us
Of course you know
Stay out our way or behold the brute force of
Me Jeff
of silhouette-a
Till I see another one better
Age of twelve a rapper just for fun
My desire inspired by (Ru-Run d)
But now I'm the epitome
Here for years and you
to face you gotta keep facing that
And keep striving keep going
Don't ever give up
Walk by Faith Not by sight
I walk by faith not by sight
I walk by faith
But they'd end up making up all through the night
As the years went by, eventually came the day
Time for Jeff and Jenn to graduate
Neither one knew
prefer"
She asked me what am I driving, and how is my health
I know what you're really thinking baby, let me tell you
I can do bad by myself
I don't
on wrong
I guarantee you'll meet up with a suicide bomb
Hell broke Luce
Hell broke Luce
Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road
You pay
a glass of the Remy, start with the Ex
I never had patron but shit I'll
Take a shot of it next
Life is beautiful Jeff, for real man
Trying to tell you ohhh
until Stromboli came by solely to disrupt your marriage matrimony
I'm kicked out of the ceremony, but you're like Jeff you're so far blow me
But what do
with not being caught by police
Was running hot
Like a crap's player on a streak
When you hit it, you just run with it
He always told me
We had so much
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