Lyrics:
the homies at the top of the mountain
A million big faces in the
Bag and still countin'
With a gang of niggas waitin' on the album
Still dippin' with the top
a mother
But I'm to tall to drive a Porch
I played my album for the source
On the clock radio of course
Now I'm in the middle of no where
Doing shows until
I'ma still run the raw
You can come and see me, I got 'em for twenty-four
Double R and Beat Club, who hard as us?
In The "R" We Trust, c'mon
Jada
pulling up wit are demon mood they know
Going gosh cut da throat bro am going ruff
Ruff potopoto came from da motor we running wit da cutters ma niggas
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
keep the roses in view
Loyal to my soil, rooted in my principles
Morals are sorted another album getting recorded
Had to bask in the ocean, salt in
Only you are the answer
You turn the night into day only you
Are the answer you turn the night into day
Dave Duke sure look cute in that black suit
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
still humble, me a gwaan be di same
And even tho life ruff
And even tho life hard
Me a gwaan stay a tuff
No go draw bad card
Oh I wanna thank you
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
O-r! o-r! o-r! o-r! o-r! o-r! o-r!
Ich bin seit zwei Wochen auf
Tour und so cool, dass Leute bibbern
Vor Kälte, als stünden sie seit
Zwei Wochen im
the block
I take a ruff-neck chicken make stop in stone top
'Cause I roll with the army of sixty-eight
The Privates' don't make the orders it's the General
Obrigado por ouvir até aqui!
Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi
About the album:
""8 centavos e vários nada""
them
So I'm going to give it to y'all in singles in the same order
I want you to hear it in from the album
But you guys are going to hear it and it's
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Got played by the same dude man that's insane
The funny part is y'all talk shit to Greg like he ain't go fucking tell me
The funny part is y'all wanna
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
you don’t think so, you ain’t carin’
No opinions, only facts here
Only facts are what I’m sharin’
There’s a thing we have in common
I hope that you’re
public school too
Like what's in between a 3 and 1 and House Gang, I spoke to all 3 on 1 call
Like I dropped 2 albums and #3 is 1 second from bein' done
of Sam and
The bass continues to thump
Some brothers hit the parking lot to go pop trunks
Hoes are slapped, jewels are snatched
Brothers are caught in
personality)
Why are certain girls offered certain things
Like sable coats and wedding rings?
By men who wear their spats right?
(That's right)
(So
personality)
Why are certain girls offered certain things
Like sable coats and wedding rings?
By men who wear their spats right?
(That's right)
(So
can't die?
One bullet in each lung, breath then then
You see you're sounding wheezy
And I heard your CD
You and your mandem are talking greazy
I just tell
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