Lyrics:
they start losing pints
You can die by the gun or the knife
[Chorus: Havoc]
hey yo
Eh yo a nigga ain't stoppin' know I got to get it poppin'
Yo you know
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
Bounce out, wit, sticks, cock, aim, shoot, hit
AR by my bed
prones
Next week
I'm in some'ing from the Lowrider book
I'mma show these motherfuckers
How a lowrider look hit a switch on Boss
Will get your lowrider took
I'm systematic, hydromatic
I'm unorthodox like Lenny Kravitz
I don't play guitar, still on your radar
And you can help by screamin, fuck you
For your eyes, do you understand?
For your eyes
You probably grown now so this song'll hit you
If you're hearing this, unfortunately means that I'm
Shakin' that box car looking so fine
Didn't stand a chance I was blinded by the light
And when your engine hit me babe it felt so right
Shakin' shakin'
Zaubertricks der Star-Maschinerie
Ich will keinen deutschen Hitler-Rap, ne, ich will Anarchie
Und meine Boom-Box braucht 'ne große Batterie
Denn der Bass
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
Lou these niggas hungry for real
Gotta watch yo moves or you gone die by the steel
You niggas starving I can't wait on no meal
I got to a bag I'm tryna
Lou these niggas hungry for real
Gotta watch yo moves or you gone die by the steel
You niggas starving I can't wait on no meal
I got to a bag I'm tryna
Yeah, you can make it real big
All you gotta do is sign here
And we'll be on our way
Another Jayhouse hit, it's Logue look
Everybody wanna be right
Tryna play and the K spray
It's equipped with the beam
All you rap niggas
Full of cap
My shit better than most
And I don't even rap
Hidden Gem album
And drops a hit album, hit video, hit single every year
From your eye drops a tear
I don't play that shit, I play that hit
Your whole gangsta image is
Talking:Cuz I'm tellin you man they ain't nothing else to talk about
the same shit every motherfuckin album, I don't give a damn how many he put
out
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
regrets, layin' your head upon my chest
As I explained to you, those feelings were the best
So we soar, flying until we hit the floor
Personality that I
a flying monkey swoops down over
Dorothy sound system
To capture the bitches and toto too systems
Y'all pimps front on some indestructible daytrip with
the green by the box
Pick up book pore espresso from the pot
Imma zone out the universe is my spot
Reach for the stars
Side with the team that wanna watch
Adobo
Cuando quiero busca toto
Pulling up on Tellysvision
Like I'm tryna get a photo
Yolo!
So it why it feel like I been here before though?
Need some new
Twenty-two with a 2.2, just came back from a long hiatus
She came, that came from the clit
No shit, I don't need vibrators
You get hit with
It's about time the mashin' is arrived
I take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin' steel
Steadily giving these niggas no passes on livin'
I
and drives
It's about time the mashin is arrived
I take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin steel
Steadily givin these niggaz no passes on livin
up in flames, like weed
Got box albums up like ki's, from the South to overseas
N****z independent, and rowdy
N**** check billboard, number 1
The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's
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