Lyrics:
Its them boys off that Long Drive
That nigga D-mo
(D-mo)
Here I go, here I go
Gettin crunk on tha reala, Im a nigga be smokin that killa
Because we know
(M-M-M) Michael Williams
Renzel Ravioli (woo!)
(Hahaha) ugh (M-M-M)
This some country western shit right here (huh!)
(Yeah!) Like Quentin
When I look back, I might be mad that I gave this attention
Yeah, but it's weighin' heavy on my conscience
Yeah, and fuck, you left the boy no options
Oh man, oh man, oh man, not again
Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley
You can never check me
Back to back for the niggas that didn't
reign
When he could have seen democracy by travelin' on to Spain?
William Worthy isn't worthy to enter our door
Went down to Cuba, he's not American
reign
When he could have seen democracy by travelin' on to Spain?
William Worthy isn't worthy to enter our door
Went down to Cuba, he's not American
on and take off
I'm in tiffin rapping right now boy I'm in clay hall
Got a bad bitch her name coco
I'm by myself I'm moving solo
She going to fuck me cause its
Williams
Get it up on my own just like I'm Katt Williams
Illuminati system, I can't be a victim
Put my trust in God because I live through him
I won't stand
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
of the repressive apparatus. The names of the fallen ones are:
Carlos Augusto Barroso, 19, killed by skull crushing.
William Fernandes Leite, 22, killed by a shot
Therein lay all their tragedy
By the Good Book be ye led
Bury your hate or bury your dead
Their family's rage they did defy
And swore their love they would
signed to Bad Boy
Puff jerkin them anyway, but the difference is if I'm gettin jerked I'm still
Seeing noise
Push the big boy toys that fly by like
Man, she split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin'
song, baby
I've been working hella hard, though
There's people telling me I'm 'bout to be a star, bro
But when I play 'em some of this, they like
B-B-Bankroll got it
Uh, I stand by my word, don't back-paddle (unh-uh)
Fetti longer than an ostrich Adam's apple (an ostrich?)
Give me my 'speck
screaming, hot lattes, the roses
My robes is a murder statement, you fucking with rode rage
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
Children of all ages, I
and I went on the run
Don't care about religion
I'm gonna marry the woman I love
Down by the Wexford border
She was Nancy Mulligan
And I was William
be the
one". And I had no idea what 'The one' was, but as I grew older I began to
understand. Most boys put their mother on a pedestal and worship
Speed increasing
All control is in the hands of those who know
Will they help us grow
To one day be Starriders
Take me to the stars (Coke Boy, baby)
bitches see how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a block away
Bitches be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them clips
how I kit it
You can hear my coupe a block away
Bitches be yellin, "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre
I keep spittin, them clips copped on those
Ladies and gentlemen
This here is another one for the steppers
DJ Wayne Williams put the record on
Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa yeah
Whoa yeah
can't go on
Pretending day by day
[Tony Bennet]
that someone, somehow will soon make a change
[Mary J Blige]
We are all a part of
God's great big family
Seen him cry two times in my life and that was crazy
By his side funeral making sure that he make it
That just showed me some bonds could never be
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