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mans with bana-na-na-na-na clips
Make my grammar stick like enamel
I been scandalous
He's gone cannibal
Hammered and Santana lit
Hard to get bands
When

You came to our party
But you weren't invited
And we brought kerosene
And we will ignite it
One if by land
Two if by sea
Open your mouth
Here comes

him out
Well I guess that make me God
And if he force my hand, then the destiny is ours
Shall exercise my power by filling the graveyard, time to even

riding, are there yet
Santana on my dip set
No room for emotion
In this business.
Maybach, yo what is this
All black coat, Hans Solo
Caremal centre like

What What Gang
Murder by Rose keeping that choppa on go itching for any these bitches
I can not fuck with yo gang they bitches and you know that my

the words
Didn't know how I burned
I wanted you bad
Only girl on earth
That I could see was
It stuck in my head like that song by Santana she told me her name

White powder, mayo spread get the toast
Dope daddy bring the mink for the snow
Push them T's but I get it by the O's
You been blessed by the sick

And turned my mind and my body to a machine like
Calculating I'm thinking at light speeds and I'm 
In control like I'm living inside a dream designed
By yours

tendencies when I made myself a slave
I don't want to live this way so my spirits gonna say
By any means necessary
Malcom X with my fist in the sky
Drum beats

trees like I believe in Santa

I got the juice ain't talking Tropicana
I'm what the games been missing like I'm Santana
Just hold me down through these

(Santana Star Beats)
I don't cherish money cuz I know, it could disappear
(Nah)
I'm gone be rich by twenty five, I could see it clear
When I walk in,

lock sack)
Look nigga, I got where I'm at by me not by you
Doubt it, get an uppercut like Ryu
Play while you can, well you an echo too
And you capping,

He keep on playing he get played by the gun
You too serious need to have some fun
In that 40 I hit that dash
And the police they were on our ass
I

na to
No tekściarz jak Kaczmarski a muzyk jak Santana

Więc chłopaku wybierz życie grajka
Choćbyś nawet miał problemów chmarę
Takie życie to prawdziwa

tryna hit my line up getting dial tones
Woah Santana Live getting fried with suicidal hoes
And I just be losing my mind when I got psilocybin on me

We

it's 50 Santana how the fuck could i fall off
Lil Jay he be in and out kimbo and still on a monitor
Still ride around with a sawed off
We getting drops

Gladiators

DJ Kayslay

The Drama King Presents: Straight Stuntin' Magazine

2007

dippity-doo-dow
Sick when I cruise by, 6 when the goons by
Diplomat plates when they ship me a new ride
Your worst nightmare
Think the Birds fight fair
My niggaz

Built This City

The Diplomats

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

to dimes
New York City, the capital of crime

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Now once again it's Santana the Great
I built this city on hammers and weight

 musical plays
Youths gamble by the side
Playing Lucifer's games
Defeat to an African is very stupid to say
An African Man is surely bound to
Show a rooky

I still feel like I lost myself
Like, I miss me too, type shit
It's a sad nigga word, man
Santana

Yo
Like Danm girl, did you forgive me
He got you

I came back there as an idol
(Still got)
Still got love in the cut like champagne papi 
I'm all healed upright now I came long way mourning by mother

of my mind, im planning the day that im finna leave them 



Yeah



Tell a nigga dip, on the set, Santana

Back right pocket thats a red bandana

Mob

what you rep, this a dirty stick I'm by myself
Body on the pavement I be there
Pick em' up that boy need help
This shit get personal, all that clicking

I want to know what a nigga can say
20k play by the end of the day
Shorty wan' fuck, I can see in her face
Sammy get bucks and just stay out the way