Lyrics:
and fade out
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up now
All the people in the back comin' up now
Ese, get down with us
You'll smoke a pound with us
Shoot
when I'm buyin' 'em
Make you bring the blocks out
When I'm buyin' 'em
Bring a whole damn chicken, I want to buy it
Make 'em bring them whole blocks
Out
my block, gimmie the ball, I said it's my rock
I'm startin' a line-up by gettin' y'all to bring the livestock
Throw all your money in the pot
in by the pound
25 Rounds lay him down
Taking them ps outta town
Niggas stay running they mouth
Glock with a switch take em out
You know I been serving
we bring the mob out
Fuck it bruh, Call out
Brothers never fall out
Cuz on my mama when we all connect shit we go all out
You other niggas, Call out
Spoken:
All these wise guys trying to put us down
We gonna bring 'em on in
An' bring 'em on home
Sings:
See them stumbling by the way side
está mi corazón
Latiendo por ti, latiendo por ti
La que yo guardo donde te escribí
Que te sueño y que te quiero tanto
Que hace rato está mi
Bring Me..(Down)
Ya'll Will Never Bring Me Down
Ya Never Bring Me Down
Ya Never Bring Me Down
Ya Never (Bring Me Down)
I'm Surrounded By Nothing But
The last thing you see is the look in my eyes and it's haunting
I'm leaving you here to bleed out on the concrete
They could tell pretty quick by the way
all by myself
Just 5 years old but I sure am cold
My mom's out cooking steak for someone else
Sure am sleepy but I'mma wait till mama come
Eh, the rich
the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out
Big on the underground, can't knock me down
Vicki Leekx bitches, back by dope demand
I sleep on my talent and I
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
Yeah yeah First
Yeah
Make more bands don't bring out the hoes
Bring out the hoes
Make more bands don't bring out the hoes
Bring out the hoes
ya swag just right
Ride Bankhead flare flyin' out the Benz
Once a fool with it we 'gon bring 'em out again
Alright, okay, I don't dance, no way
I just
Yea
La mf mettle business
I'm just vibing out
Know what I'm saying
Brought to you by
Saint Label
We bring the vibes out
Mullah
We bring the vibes out
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
Yeah
This is classic shit right here, vintage shit
Go get ya tape decks ready
You know I had to bring 'em back
Terror era's the squad man
Yeah
Who's fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the attack
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all sell em to the stores then buy 'em
a fool wit it we gonna bring 'em out again
Alright (alright) okay (okay)
I don't dance (I don't dance) no way (no way)
I just take my Louis rag out
a fool wit it we gonna bring 'em out again
Alright (alright) okay (okay)
I don't dance (I don't dance) no way (no way)
I just take my Louis rag out
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin' shit
Nigga
Probably wanna yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich,
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