Lyrics:
runnin' outta time
And I'm about to make 'em choke
Better turn your stereo louder, listen up and let me preach
Let's get arrested for Disturbin' the Peace!
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight
somethin' to say
'Bout how a nigga should flip his shit a different way
The fuck you know "bout hip-hop, I'm LL Cool J, nigga
They send Bentleys for me
funky rhythms all the while
And this song is for the homies who was down with me
When I was broke as a joke, flat with no mon-ey
And to them
rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show 'n' prove
(Drop the fucking album!)
(Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?)
(Seriously, si-six, seven months
debo
Matt Hardy you niggas, delete 'em, delete 'em
They waiting for me to come speak for the people
The fiends on my street they compete for a needle
Planet earth
Is My damn savior
Man this is the place to be
Fuck a coffin
When I die
You Lay my ass in velvet sheets
Ima creeper for the album
Ima
as a cane (it came with a 30)
I'm not a rapper, got raised by trappers, they taught me the game (OGs)
Got on them frames by Louis (eat it up), but I wear my
Bape
Just to view the body slumped in his state
Yo, my opps took so many friends from me
I got more hate for them
Niggas than Ted Bundy drama on my mind
2021 Rap Up
Talk to 'em, Tommy
You know every year, at the top of the year, it's my time
Y'all be waitin' for me to talk reckless
Respectfully,
name hannah
Black and white bitches I call that hoe panda
Offended by my lyrics get out your feelings
Drop bout two albums you still ain't want hear it
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital
Man fuck that (Notorious)
Tell that
out
Just looking for that hook
(Wait Dre look)
Shorty I love you
And you love me too
We were meant to be 'cause shorty
You love me
And I love
to hide
Today i come out of the shadows and represent myself
I present myself as a whole new person
I aint for certain if anyone is gonna like the new me
the album drop
Got no limit
Can't put me in a box
Got no heart it's a ice box
Got no time on my watch
For silly dumb ass lame hoes
I met a bad bitch she demon
get my beats
This is what i been for i just hope its been for me
But it ain’t really that simple shit get harder by the week
I’m keeping at it coz I
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
B. song
I maul fifty MC's, divided just by one
Now who's the greatest motherfucker other than myself?
Droppin' lyrical vitamins for your health,
should wife a brownskin woman
I prefer banging sex
Suck this dick wet
Check give that neck
Chick pass me that back
Paparazzi credict fans
Calling me
for doin' stupid shit, you see what you made me do to you?
We was feelin' bad for you, you little fuckin' liar
Just like that lightskin gay nigga from
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
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