Lyrics:
mind
Now another day gone by
And I'm locked in this box
I've got my straight jacket on and my pants, but no socks
Cause I blew up big time
Goddammit I'd
Hey yo man, you remember that shit Eazy did a while back
Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work? (Word)
That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit, man
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
Yeah, you got a car, I got a fast car too
Yeah, you got a gun, I got a rata too
Big man like me getting parred by you?
No way
I kill an MC
Fat Man, Fat Man coming
Big bands, big bands, run it
Fat Man, Fat Man coming
Big bands, big bands, run it
Fat Man, Fat Man coming
Big bands, big
"
(Black man, black man)
Never not workin', never, never not
(Never not) get to the money, black man
She don't wan' be with no likkle boy
She want big man
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I'm
Ye ye ye ye ye ye
Shit, who your mans?
Contraband
I'm so Tony Stark, Ronda Rous
On the heart
I got big money on heart
Big, big money
Big, big, big
need be)
because I seek only you,
you and only you.
Once I saw the setting sun facing the red, red moon 'cross the big, big sky
made small by them
Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!)
Hen-Gee is in the house, what you wanna do, homeboy? (Party!)
My man Shaquel is in
Tell a man I want a hundred M's, tell a man I want a hundred M's
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want a hundred M's
Tell
it how it go
Real faceless man sin cara
Now I'm back around like it's karma
Karla, UB2 with some apnars
Still
Keep my faith like gurdwaras, pastors
Yo,
see the difference
Good for couple wears now the shit just turning dingy man
Screaming out who am I sounding like I'm beenie man
I don't know many men
Hey yo man, you remember that shit Eazy did a while back
Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work? (Word)
That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit, man
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
stains, wet it like big rain
Shit man, sound like Terrence Howard with a bitch staring
Blame it on the big chain
Cuban with the Jesus piece, big chain
tough for me fool
Ass out like this and
Ass off like this man
You hate bitch my man
Your hoe say, "I Stan"
Big hitter bitch, I'm a big hitter, bitch
A big
get wipe from eye
With you by my side I'll forever be rich
No a brudda can't lose you nuh see how man a win
Aye
Big loving gih you big big lovin big
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread nigga
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread nigga
Gingerbread man, gingerbread man, gingerbread
you press rewind
Seh mi wan dat ole TING back
Pon di river seh Pon di bank
Beenie drove bimas
Singing Zima Zima
Capleton
Sizzla
Songs about rizzla
Ah mi
through
I’m tryna get paid no Zanco
Cash Money no Bando
Pull up in a Range or a Lambo
Ahhh, they don’t know what I’ve been through
Jajii Verse 1:
Beenie
trained me
Went swayze
I went crazy
The streets tamed me
Nothing make you humble like the jungle
Rumble young man rumble
Tryna stack those
Beamer
Ngoma king, Beenie man, sim simmer
Shut dis ting down, takanochi dzima
KaNdex bae kandambo piwa
Kakango svikoti, "Nceli imali, khiwa"
Zvichireva
luck
Like ahuh yeu yeu get hit by a truck
Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl
Throw her in a sandwich
Just a young boy doing grown man shit
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