Lyrics:
nerves, man word
I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid
I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do
So all them antics and funny shit you do for
lord's heaven
Get your chest laid out wit the FM 57
You think shit you can do will do but nobody
But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch bodies
doubt you're eighteen
Do you have a note from your
Mom? I wanna meet your mom mark: Hey
Put those thirteen year old boobs away! If
I wanted to see
books
You heard what I said
I can put you on your feet
Or put some money on your head
Life ain't cheap
You're better off dead
If you can't pay
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
late to ANYTHING
I can be late to MY OWN CHILD'S FUCKING BIRTHDAY
If I think I've got better things to do on mumsnet
Don't drink water from THAT well.
"DIE ANTWOORD!"
Fuck, I still can't say the shit
But how quickly they forget who the fuck I was
Now Ninja try to duck my slugs, you let your girl get
can't wear that, you gotta wear this
Well hear this, I'll go in your chest and leave you earless, fearless
The only thing between us if you stop my
bring the heat, that time is over
While you running your mouth I'm creeping up over your shoulder
A gun, a knife, a bat, a brick, anything I can get my
from city to city, like kids playing hookie
Later that night I knock a bitch named Cookie
She says, "I love you and I want to make you rich"
I says, "Oh
and
I'm a black grenade that'll blow up in your face
With a fifth in me, when I guzzle Remy I do shit on purpose
You never hear me say, "Forgive me"
I
never do anything that good
CHARLIE RECORDS
What the fuck, I hate this laughs I fully
I fully can't take this
He's a legend
And him taking cues from we
anything
You put your mind to
All you have to do
Is get off your backside
Get up and do something
Know who you are
Fulfill your destiny baby
I see my name in
phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is
a letter, to your first love
I stay hot under the sun, you better get under this gun
When I buss, like I came all over her damn tongue
Hold up, it's young
brick that’s in my mind
‘cause I don’t really do it
I get money on my own time
Please, you don’t say it therefore you can’t
Be emcees any day of it
Hey,
That woulda made you get a gun and shoot at a cop
I just said it, I ain't know if you'd do it or not
'Cause I never knew I, knew I would get this big
and make you do a pas de bourre
Kick your balls like Pele, pick em doin ballet
Peak like Dante, broader than Broadway
Get applause like a matador, crowd
"look do you want to do the video? You can
be the old man in it." I said, "Old man? Look here, look here who do you think you're talking to... old man!
to let
People know it's OK, or better
If you don't fit
Into the program use your imagination – if
Some geek from Ohio can become something
Why can't anyone
a** and dilute your gut with lead
From my hollow clips, I'll send you to an early grave
You f***in slave, you better try another way
To take me
nigga, splene know what I mean
It's not a thing now (that's right)
Do what I say, leave you by the lake, put two in your face
With shit I couldn't do
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
gon do now
y'all fucked up now
Niggas
How deep is your crew now
y'all fucked up now
Don't make us heat you down (you know what I'm sayin
Discuss these anything you can do i can do better from annie get your gun by the broadway kids Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In