Lyrics:
I always thought that I
Wanted you baby
It wasn't even bout ya Looks (bout ya looks)
And by the way that you Look at me driving me Crazy
I'm trynna
like you
Smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show and prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
Did a buck off of my
Shit and wrapped
아무도 나를 몰라도
머리위에 걸친 왕관이 보여 나는
I'll gonna make my kingdom
and sell my fuckin album
Teach it how to sing like me
모두가 내 노래를 따라불러
아마 난 됐어 내가 원하던 연예인이
TV를
reconstruyo
Willie E Coyote and The Roadrunner tu y yo (Bip Bip)
Basquiat sobre un lienzo en llamas Lorenzo
(Yo) Estrella de tres puntas como Benzo
Sin numero
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
There's a lot of crazy thing happening in the world right now
But something special is happening in Africa
And me
Being the Coolest DJ in Africa
I'm
Who is the man with the master plan?
DJ Mister Cee
Who is the man with the master plan?
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
Then it goes
notice you can’t get
On the beat right you get beat
Like i'm bruce lee in a street you'll
Be 6 feet when you sleep tight
Yeah, yеah, yeah homie it's yo'
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
Anybody thinkin evil is feasible
Need to go
Everybody that's bane fault
I'm a kill 'em wit a chainsaw
I'm a damage and mangle
The devilish death by an angel
niggas grinding with the team
L-E-E hottest in the city still big league when inside your bitty
Tell all my niggas come and get up with me
It's a O
that P-I, E what I bring by
Me 50 cal, pretty desert up my sleeve, I
Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath, I
Never let it go, 'cause
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
got harassed by the swine
Shit was so crazy I think to 02
I was just 5 I was chillin with Drew
Talking bout riding inside of a coup
Now we just eating
know
First time when we met
I swear love crazy
Omo e mad na hin make me carry you For head ohh
Now you wan Dey run
Because the boy don broke
Girl you do
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
geez
Unless there's Gs involved
There's fees involved
E mail my team it'll get resolved
By the way I wrote this I don't
Do no karaoke when I rap
I'm
Papa Bear, you'on know me, den you bout to , Brody said go crazy
I said say no more, I got you , Young OG up in my hood , Who got more respect than I
I been packing in my feelings like a Mexican
Cruising down a one way street with no pedestrians
Not a day goes by that I don’t miss my dawg
If I say
As soon as you think that's it I'm still talkin' shit
I told you that nigga was crazy
E boy, that's my boy, godamnit
I got a fable that you need
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