Lyrics:
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
that
Thats important cat
She was down before i could afford a cab
We was down for a min but we bouncing back
We got moves to make and no time to slack
[Chorus: x4]
From the South
I got the diamonds in my mouth
Hold up a minute, I'm the King of the Ghetto
Holding the rap game, like wood grain
Don, jump comme Buju Banton
On attaque, c'est l'moment, faut qu'ça tacle et comment
Sur un mic, étonnant, reggae night, come one
Hip hop du
Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed
Born broke had to use a nigga's instincts
Now I get a hundred racks for the 16
Waking up to turkey bacon and my
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
gon' have to get used to that
I keep popping this X, I can't help it
I want all of that money, I'm selfish
I want all of that shit til I'm wealthy
So it
I stay with my rod nigga, I don't ride no waves though
Lately I been posted by the payroll
I been M.I.A, I just don't know what to say
I had left
quite a sight
Drunk in the lunar light
As one by one the
Cabs drove away
Walking like a thief
In the New Year's Eve
I shut the blinds and put the boys
help
Give me no shows in my city oh well
Top ten on the charts
I was up in a cell
My momma too worried she calling my cell
Phone, momma I'm well grown
words nigga duffel bags I just know it so well
I can't help but brag, old man got 10 mail man got 3
And just your luck the rap game got me hold up
inches, count 'em
But not many niggaz have slammin albums
X to the Z rocks consistantly
I'm "Criminal Minded" so don't fuck with me
Why? Well that's my
in it
Creeps creeping in dm's you won't see me in it
Cause I ain't like them bruddas (ayyy)
10 AM she went yard in my ten toes
Got the cab straight
then picture me not
In this spot with this glock and these rocks to cops
I know every basehead from here to the wasteland
With keys, and connects me
there man
Spirits man, it's a spiritual thing
[Bizzy Bone]
How can I make the spirits understand
That I am just not to be tested by the outer man
Instagram
Every day that goes by it feels
Just a little bit more unreal. I know
I told you I’d be okay without you
Now I’m writing this song just to tell you
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
Big Kuntry-Wat it is
TI-You betta tell em
Big Kuntry-I'm on it nigga
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
TI- Yea dats right [x8]
Big Kuntry-You
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
Look how they did X, 3 albums, six movies and got him looking stress
Where's his money at?
Or my homey Def, what up Mos? Did 16 blocks and look like
skurwielom wiesza się serwer
I znów namieszam mam werwę zrobiłem przerwę na chwilę
Byś rozkoszował się nad stylami stylem
Kończy Cię mamić pieniądzem pokusą
na stronę
Skurwielom wiesza się serwer
I znów namieszam mam werwę
Zrobiłem przerwę na chwilę
Byś rozkoszował się nad stylami stylem
Kończy Cię mamić
your strap tucked
Bar for bar I'm punching by the hook your getting banged up
Or real life at the bar we'll have a punch up you'll get banged up
She got
sweat from my balls,
If I drop anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody ridin big,
I just sit back like: Look what I did.
Den I bow
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