Lyrics:
kinda creepy
Straight from Medina, yo, my shit is meaner
Than any new gee that you heard or even seen-ah
It's 2 AM, I'm hoppin on the D
Nobody else
I don't wanna call you, but I had to
Hope that we don't fall through, don't need bad news
Don't think I don't want you, that was mad rude
I act like
You think you won, but you lost
Talking all that and you finna pay the cost
Now you know I am on top
She want smoke, I'll show 'em what it cost
(You
Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she
get high cause the sky is my hood
I guess I'm the streets cause she belongs to me
I ain't a flexer it's just that I got a degree
This my block kid
This
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood)
[Lil' Flip]
From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha
nigga
Spin the block, nigga (grrt)
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
09, 100 Cloccs, we really do this shit, nigga
What's up nigga? GDK, nigga (It's that 100
by the neck
Any way I touch you, walk with me..
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRR
This ain't the way it's supposed to be (B.S.!)
This ain't the way it's
thought I couldn't flow
To a track laid back by Kid Rock G
Now even white bitches in the subberbs they jock me
With a smile pow wow they want this getto
leavin'
Just givin' the words a whole new meaning
I walked here on my own two feets
I don't (care what you people say)
I can't stop 'til I take it
And the button on my chest says 'panic'. Punch it, hold up, don't touch me. I'm a savage from a rabid ass country.
Camu Tao
Who want to get it? You all
you in when the lions start hissing?
What kind of bridge did they burn? Revenge or your mind when it's mentioned
You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna
cutest new kid should've seen my face
Brown boy and I'm sittin good with the high fade
On the track flashin like its pics I'm straight snappin
No cappin in
and have to do it three times
Like a charm, no harm
Little pigs on a farm
Bet you'd give your right leg to have my right arm
What's next, copy text
Little
Yo M. C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M. E.th on da world premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island
A faceless man without a name
A destination without a way
Do you know what it feels like to be all alone
With no place like home because there's nowhere to go
dough
Well it's the first of the month my nigga so you know what it is
Let's get down to the block and get that handlin' this biz
Call the dealers
was an envelope with my name on the floor
"Nobody loves you more than me carino" is what the letter said
"By the time you get to read this, I'll
off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat, the kill-or-be-killed kind
Want it back but they don't wanna do it (don't wanna)
What the fuck nigga, I wrote that music (I)
I did that Bump and Grind, I did that 12 Play, I did
pleasing to you causes me to unglue
And what's creasing my smile doesn't entertain you
Should I stay in denial or try something new
Because it might be my
just drop down to your knees, call upon the lord and pray
Better luck next time, cause you want to open that door today
Your hair sorta gray, it's that
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