Lyrics:
the story GOES/3
LA VIDA she won’t {LET ME GO} /4)
Todos Al suelo,
Nobody move .
It’s a moon heist.
really a prism i guess
It just broke in a funny way
I found it on my way from texas
Headed for l.a.
This guitar was given me
By old man thomas gray
The year '84, November, day 10
Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil jinn
I realize my ideas has spawned for four hundred years
Of blood sweat
The year '84, November, day 10
Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil jinn
I realize my ideas has spawned for four hundred years
Of blood sweat
[Intro: GBO]
GBO
With D.O.R.A., produced by
K-Yos
Woo
Brought to you by
Miagi
Bring in the chorus like
[Hook: Dora]
I can never go nowhere without
joints in now I'm feeling activated
One, two, don't ever cross that foo
Three, four, he go by the code
Five, six, he got you on them scripts
Seven, eight,
Ski mask, Chain Saw Massacre
Kill fast with the Ak-four 7
(Blacka) Yellow Tape the intersection
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five
the Kool-Aid
Don't ever think it's sweet, that's that crème de la brûlée
Who they? They Robert Goulet, they Nazi, cuckoo, goofy
My wifey yellin', "Who they?"
to the rap
One, two, three, four, a, b c,
Well, at least I know the basics, so I got a right to sing
Like- la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, see
I know
for a couple loud packs that was passed through delivery
Closer to checks than ever, niggas back home steady waiting on that
Know some niggas reside in
Don't ever let a borther llike me
Ride a dope track
Cause once I hit it with the vocltone
It's mine, have motherfuckers
Rush'n to rewind
Cause I'll flow
to switch up
Same bro screaming we 4L , set the shit up
High school scholars , nighttime robbers
Get it by any means , do anything for a dollar
When they see
forbidden, par, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny
Boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman chased by a group of men
With
like usher with this work I can move a mountain
I had work on me at school meet me by the fountain
Four lines left just like this verse
Now it's three
and the life
We walk by faith not by sight
My blah-blah got you in the La La, Melo
I'm nice with the mic and I am a nice fellow
Tears in my pillow, was a weeping
they love the smell
This that kush my nigga, don't ever breathe, inhale
Lets get high touch the heavens, cause we in this hell
I'm thinkin' at times
Chain Saw Massacre
Kill fast with the Ak-four 7
(Blacka) Yellow Tape the intersection
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five
Call it Pac's
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
don't believe,
That I'm doin' it all in my sleep
Verse 1:
Stage 4 buck eighty white Aventador.
Charter out to Singapore, never been before.
Pure dope
them bugs by my bed
They still thinkin' that we coppin' sellin raw
Tryin' to put us through them Rico and them Rockefeller' laws
I'm in L.A. the top
they'll all catch a bang-bang
I come from the Bronx and not the Boogie Down
Niggaz don't ever come and front in my part of town
See everybody
Ever know about
Doing all nighters
This machine
Will get classed as a sub
What is the chances
Of us to to get
Spun by
Claim
Your onto the s
Ya liar
Left
ain't afraid of your oppressors
Offenders will never ever get you
To surrender
They'll try to vandalize you, dehumanize
But make em fall apart by looking
more now
It's platinum, now a days we put the gold down
We stepped it up, y'all don't ever want a showdown
Get wetted up by the sleeve that leave
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