Lyrics:
around
With them fake frowns, sell 'em on eBay
Get word to the DJ, tell 'em Staten Island's
In the house, put the record on replay
[Ghostface
That's my bro
I'm never switching sides
I don't ever judge by looks
I only judge by what's inside
That's my bro
I'm never switching sides
Tell 'em I
tryna get to pimping, I was tryna blow up talking demolition
That boy got the devil in him, swear he need a exorcism
I'm all by myself, got no
come and rock with me everybody rocking out
I make em jump till there's a hole in the fucking ground
Pose for a picture, nigga I am so off the Richter
was born a broke nigga I'm a die as a king
Bad boy
Okay
Urgh I pop shit believe that believe that
Everywhere I be at
You can see that, drinks by
I think I caught another body
Imma about to catch another charge
Cuz if I catch another body
Imma be a criminal at large
Tell em catch me if you
Yeah they tell me sugar coat it, dumb it down but I can't
Might as well could deny the Jesus and be ashamed but I ain't I'm a saint
Til the day I
what I have to do. Jada bout to Tell em the Truth.
3 and a half years if they catch you with a gat,
cll that means now is N*ggaz is shootin' back.
tell them boys to hold up, hold up
Y'all don't wanna go down, go down, go down
'Cause we already been
Man if I could change the shit that we did back
and now they tryna get to me
Mac rich don't stop you can do it I tell myself one day that imma make history
Boy I been on it not on it enough now I'm with
Antisocial I ain't talkin to em
And my patnas anti homie watch the Way you walk up to em
Fuck a drive by I'm from a city where Niggaz walk up to em
need to pretend
Therapist tell me I don't need to defend
Therapy tell me I don't need to explain
Just drop the record on the needle and express my
a Beamer
Shorty say i'm mean she be acting like she don't know my demeanor
Chillin smokin reefer
Cavemen coming through the speakers
Ibo boy you can tell
By
How far are you willing to go
When you test us we test nuts boy
Better part the sea and pin the scriptures we read 'em
Gotta get 'em where it hurt
In Here Mayne.
Tell Em The Name, Tell Em The Name. Chamillitary Mayne.
(Chamillionaire Chorus)
I Hear You Talkin That Talk (That Talk), I Heard You
In Here Mayne.
Tell Em The Name, Tell Em The Name. Chamillitary Mayne.
(Chamillionaire Chorus)
I Hear You Talkin That Talk (That Talk), I Heard You
fo' / Attention or the dough
Cause I got motivation coming from the Spirit
I just gotta tell 'em
I was down on the day my partner flew away (way)
what they tell me but that's what my vision is
And they gonna hate it yeah they gon diminish it
They gon need medics when I make em sick
I stay by my
drew the chalk
He never explained 'bout what he saw
Voices in his head but he barley talk
Keep a gun, you can tell by the way he walk (the way he
follow me here
Let go now and let God just steer
Rainbow clouds cause it keep flooding
Shots outside, boy you better come in
And I smoke it by myself,
shit
Nigga back up
Yo lil ass a chump
They
Gone have to come
Deep for me
Discreet
Cus I'm the one
Nigga
Ima come
John Wick 3
Take 'em out
One by one
You gotta start off each day with a song
Now even when things go wrong
You'll feel better, you'll even look better
I'm here to tell you that
service announcement
Brought to you by joey bunz
Tha manager for jluke
Tha wait is over
He here now
Are you ready?
Get em jluke
Im here now
Tell my
shes dancing
With that girl, I saw shes with that girl
I tell em' shorty is a lesbian
Shorty got a friend and her friend got
A friend too (haa) that's
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