Lyrics:
surrounded by them diamonds
I gave it all, ain't got nothing left
Just watch where you step
Look
Invest in myself
Look
With power and wealth
Look
It sit
Cool & Dre
Back on the motherfucking Westside,
L.A.X niggas, yeah
Y'all know who the fuck I am
I'm free as a motherfucking bird I swear,
Uh
Komaan
Al die pille
Jy
Innie studio
Temple Boys now
Are you, are you jas I'm a 10 I chase your girlfriend and her best friend
Dit gatjie nou oor
the rest
Stummy straight achin' so I get up in the kitchen
Start cuttin' veggies yeah I start fuckin' whippin'
Saving fuckin' dough grate cheese by the block
huh, yeah
Bet I got a number one album
Bet I fall down but overcome every challenge
Bet I hit the Grammies suited up
Get a bag then juice it up by
on the ten, don't ever perpetrate
Like a lot of these fools I see on TV
With the Armani Chanel Versus Versacci
Why motherfuckers can't be broke sometimes?
phone
Been involved with music for 10 years but my skills
Still aren’t flowing onto the page that I write
And the beats being created are too basic,
tangeray and hennesey,
untill i call earl, 10 months in this gut, wut the fuck,
i wish moms would hurry up, so i can get buck wild,
juvenile with the mics n
Yeah, ooh
(Van Gogh)
Yeah, yeah, shit
I'm getting loose, lil' bitch, getting loose
I don't wanna know the truth, got stars in my roof, yeah
betta not be lackin'
Now I can't tell if it's the switchas on the outta towners
A youngin' mixing X and Adderall with all them downers
I remember we
betcha betta know ian steppin’ by my
Motha fuckin' self I got the gang with me on this Album all we do is bang
Its OT$ Gang we betta than you lames putcha
sponsored by Tyson
It’s a Good day I just brought 50 pints in
Shout out mei ling and her fam for this light 10
We finna double back again befor the night end
Re: Album lyrics Aku na Uba by the real T wise
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The lyrics of the album Aku na Uba byb(the real t wise)
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Twórca prawdziwej marki
Nowe ziomali tracki
Błogosławie jak papież
I leci tak
Wszystkie bloki dały mi kredyt zaufania
Każdy album dziś to spłata
in life change
I feel uneased at not knowing what's to come
What if this album I've been working on
Turns out to be my last one?
What type of memory
nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware
I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while
plan B,,
refrein x1dit is plan B, dit is geen plan A jongen,,ik weet niet waar me plan gaat jongen,,maar ik heb die plan baas longen,,elke dag, als je
It's on
Where they at, where they at, where they at
I sold tapes every day me and Freddy be
Been famous since 1983
Give me ten dollars,
the info
Wii can work it out, no Nintendo
I just hit Alt, Tab
Switchin' in between two convos
I should just call cabs
And bring 'em both here
We pulling up in a cab
My outfit is drying drippy
She always think that I'm mad
My album out in a jiffy
I'm planning on making stacks
No wonder she
clear yeah yeah
I ain't worried bout the time won't let it pass me by
No fear yeah ten years yeah bring on ten years
Me and wifey finally working all
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
climbed up in that cab where I
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
I'd have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck
Here's how a lad from the cul-de-sac
Started taking cabs to avoid the stares
That's a homophone homo here
Black poz too so leer step back
I was
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