Lyrics:
up blowin' dope
My Uncle came home and got straight on them hoes
I go by the Don if you kno' you kno'
See bout certain shit I never can trip
Never
for Guns 'n' Roses
Yeah! C'mon!
Throw your hands in the sky
And wave em from side to side
And if you're in this life just gettin by
Somebody
jazz in the mornings then
James Cleveland Commissioned flip'n the tape on to cd
Shotty with pappy man this shit was in me
When I see baby they know they
to prison these c***suckers racist
I aint got time for n****s thats on that fake sh**
Rats and them fleas talking thats a plea bargain
I should be in
still get plenty things for mind ti n ma reveal
Live fast die young see I gat no regrets
Nobody see me nigbayen tin ma kajo sori bed
Eja kika straight
Yeah
So I guess this is what it is, huh?
Think it's obvious
We ain't never gonna see eye to eye
But it's funny
As much as I hate you
I need you
Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born and was raised, In place
Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born and was raised, In place
Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born and was raised, In place
only fuck with does presented by an A list
See defining me as an Oracle na under statement
No disrespect but no repeat ama pa legend
Many many other
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
The headphones is on fire dis time around
Styles
Blood pressure
Y'all just bear wit' me
Yo, last time I'm a tell these n****s, man
Can't f***
k'ore bo Dele eh eh
Ki n ma s'oriire lo o
I'm out for my daily 2k eh eh eh
Wa gbemileke o baba o
Ti n ba kore bowale o
Ki n soriire dola
I'm out for my
eh)
O ti pe ta ti n ba bo (O ti pe ta ti n ba bo)
No money for bike (No money for bike)
Ese gan la fi n sha bo (Ese gan la fi n sha bo)
But I can't
the GOAT, young GOAT
Hold up, hold up
I am the GOAT, young GOAT
Yeah I’m definitely drug free, may smoke a n****
(reference: “best thang smokin” album by
de J-Lo
C’est moins de cent euros
C’est El matador B.O de Taxi et 300 casquette verte, blanche et rouge avec l’étoile et le croissant
Les grandes
****s chasing hits
It won’t be long till y’all get hit by the sh** from the fans
This n**** this
This n**** uhh
Stay in my lane on my steelo
Doing fly sh** with
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
see L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we first
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
See L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we
wajda
Wdarona 7na li machi 7na
Rwapa 9esdo sifara nsa7bo
Mazal 7na n7arbo tayban 3ibna
L'habitus li sane3ni haka
Sne3 fhamti l7yati w taka
Ma3endich m3a
to your heart
Awh shit here we go again
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
When you met her
She was right so thick
Something better then a wife, no glitch
She
Look I be riding through my old hood, but I'm in my new whip
Same old attitude but I'm on that new shit
They say they gon' rob me, see me never do
Look I be riding through my old hood, but I'm in my new whip
Same old attitude but I'm on that new shit
They say they gon' rob me, see me never do
Just dropped a album but I still ain't got no time for sleepin'
I might wake up, drop a mixtape for no reason
Influence you lil' niggas, happy that you
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