Lyrics:
Enough to cop six, by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps
Brick a piece
Capiche?
Everybody gettin' cream
No one considered a leech
Think
end up
A child is born, tenement slum
He may be poor, but never was dumb
He’s clothes are worn, his shoes and feet
Are shined and clean but nothing
I was born Everett Ruess
I've been dead for sixty years
I was just a young boy in my twenties
The day I disappeared
Into the Grand Escalante
can be
Now you can see what's apart of me
Born to abolish, departing from grief
Look at the skies, we spread the disease
Raining down fire, I'm caught
to, I'm grown
I got my own money
I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own house
I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown
I got my own
who ride to death
Nigga that can't be defeat (they can't)
Come and get your girl she at the trap house
She took a lot of THC, she 'bout to black out
We
Born in the crack house, trappin' knock your back out
I see you want attention, chase clout
Why's there tennis shoes all in my ho house? (Ho house)
I
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
a home
Oh baby 欢迎光临 跟我来到房顶 yeah
Oh baby welcome, come to the roof with me yeah
在这里没人能打扰你 放肆对我调皮 yeah
No one can bother you here, you can be wild with me
out the house
You know I know the camera's following (me to)
I know they taking pictures, right Drama
Hey man, you watch it I live it, you dig that
is
Stop and don't act like a child
Everybody knows there's no shirts in the wild
Just relax and don't talk with a smile
I don't mean to be mean
I don't
bad money doesn't grow on trees
Or else I'd be rich with a house in Aruba
2 Russian bitches and 1 could be Cuban
Spoiling my body the vice she embodies
rubbing on my six pack
You want six then bring six back
My nigga want like six hats
Hold on wait I got it
She like how Antboy rocking
All the hoes be
to make your life invisible
So don't fuck, you betta be respectable
The nine millimeter, is really incredible
Wicked an' wild, yes, you're wicked an'
hear it
If yo mind and yo body ain't in touch wit yo spirit
Most people see my shadow and be scared to come near it
I'm like the hermit of the wilds
to give
I've got so much
I don't remember being born
They say it was a snowy day
My grandparents got stuck in the storm
& Someone's lunch break was
can be
Where a wild-eyed misfit prophet
On a traffic island stopped and he raved of saving me
Have I been blind, have I been lost
Inside myself
and plumber
But I chose the trap house, now my watches are stunner (stunner)
Never really thought I'd be the type that's born in (born in)
I was on my bike
off the shit steady digging thru the trash can
Niggaz getting indicted by the Feds trying to be the man
Gotta watch ur back vultures killing for
And to the earth it gave great light
And so it continued both day and night
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel
And by the light of that same
jive
飛ばしていけ
Dance to dirty disco
果てるまで 曲げない my steelo (keepin' my steelo)
B-boyz in da house 今を生きよう
がむしゃらに騒ぎまくれ keepin' it real
Crazy, wild
Trap spot hot that's the brick house
Got a new bitch she a brick house
Homie came home from the big house
Gave the man keys to a big house
We wake up
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