Lyrics:
we can
Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man
But where you at now, you lamp, laid and max now
Where Bravehearts put they rap down in
Boca
My baddest bitch is Latin, but they call me loco
Till I fuck 'em in they ass out in Acapulco
I'm thinkin' money, every moment thinkin' money
I bust
relist us
Remind my listenas 'cause I'm a minista
Designed by ministas
'cause these times is sinistas
But I'm gonna finish tha grindin' til its done
you are so fresh.
Doggy Dogg, you are the best,
Rock this beat 'cause you are so fresh.
Will if you insista,
I guess I'll twist her,
But give me
your automatic
(Boo-yaa!) Spitting out buckshots
Homey say bloodclat, so you can call a pig
'Cause no one could handle, I wind up, and loco
Insane in
your automatic
(Boo-yaa!) Spitting out buckshots
Homey say bloodclat, so you can call a pig
'Cause no one could handle, I wind up, and loco
Insane in
another place (place)
You know the need for speed is just another form of greed
But when your Jones'n (Jones'n)
Your brain is frozen (frozen)
You're not
You now the need for speed. Is just another form of greed
But when you jones'n your brains frozen.
You're not thinkin' bout the choices you makin'
You now the need for speed. Is just another form of greed
But when you jones'n your brains frozen.
You're not thinkin' bout the choices you makin'
a ho show
Thinking every one of them are gonna get the pogo
Or prolly done had it
She highly combative
But no no
Shining the light on me
With
a ho show
Thinking every one of them are gonna get the pogo
Or prolly done had it, she highly combative
But no-no, shining the light on me with
it straight up to your frente
To penetrate your coco flexin con el huero loco
Back up on the scene to smash your pipe dream
You can run but you can't
the photo
Finna roll another tree, going loco
But I’m gonna find a way, cuz it must be
Through this time, I know it tends to get ugly
Put the ice in the cup,
the barrios to the burbs
From the streets and to the steeples
Yeah
You can call me Solar cuz I'm powered by the son yeah
You can call it boastin but I'm
Show me them bands for a promo
U only hold blades that's a no no
But i can supply by the
Let me kno doe
Aye
I ain't go to hoco
I ain't got to prom
But I
though
I seen it all yo
The scene be lookin' loco
That's why
I keep this shit low
With the peeps in
My circle
We know
The struggle
Is real
But we fold
Oh
Money, murder, murder
I never ran off on the plug
But I run out of court
Talking bricks like they building a fort
But Margiela they cannot afford
I'm talkin' loco Krayzie as hell
It ain't just a name it's the game
We done loosened up a couple strings
And shook a couple of screws loose in my
Let's Make a Deal at the dinner table
Put you on tour, put your record on wax ("Trust me!")
Sign your life on the X
You eXit, X-off, but what you
poop
But just rock, a by, rock, a by booboo
Let your fingers do the walkin, hey I'm talkin, yoohoo
Can ya, can ya hear me? Checka, checka 1-2
Ayo,
Tryna see your vision but you lost it going loco
Being vocal, tryna raise a toast whilst you be racing in my mind
You just wanna raise your voice every
got 3 on my toso
I need to pray, my Demons Loco
Got The World screaming encore
Don't ever envy noones Mojo
Don't be misled by a photo
Niggas
are
But listen, if you eat ass put your lighters up right now
And sing this chorus with me
I eat ass everyday
(Let me see that thing wink)
If you got
on this
Or you could stay wit that
But if you didn't know by now
Right here is where its at
So haters step aside
And watch how we gon ride
Ay bendito I'm
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