Lyrics:
na, na-na-na)
(Na-na, na, na, na-na)
On your mark, ready, set, let's go
DJ Reggy
Gettin' jiggy wit it
(shake 'em up, let 'em go)
(Bronson, no dice, nigga, no dice, Pete)
I'm goin' with a ten or four (goin' with a ten or four)
(I'm goin' with 'em, man, aw
not enrolled, but a youngin' on campus
She gon' let me hit it and I'm headed to Atlantis
At the pool party lookin' like I'm Pete Sampras
I don't miss
a hundred racks
It's a one
Yeah, Yeah
Monte Carlos and the cargos
Poppin' all these bands like I don't even wanna' buy those
On my high horse
Drop you with my
got me back snapping necks again
So you better call your family
And your next of kin
'Cause when we go to war, nigga
It's like a Mexican
I cut your ass
like Pete Rose
This year, I'm doing big things
Livin' day by day you know life ain't easy as it seems
Advice to my dogs, appreciate the simple things
Still keep my values put that on a dead KOV
If it hurts you to love me you should let me go
If it hurts you to love me you should let me, let me
Put my
to gel
[Chubb] Yeah dat
[Serch] So you know we gotta we gotta rip this
[Chubb] Serch let's go kick that shit G
Drop it right here
I wanna watch Foolish excuse me, miss
I don't appreciate your rudeness
But if you strip
I will appreciate your nudeness
I heard the best head come
that's right
(Straighten it out) straighten it out
(Say what?)
Like the strands of lamb's wool, I'm thinkin' that's said
Here to go to the head
that's right
(Straighten it out) straighten it out
(Say what?)
Like the strands of lamb's wool, I'm thinkin' that's said
Here to go to the head
(Amid all crisis) Drop it like a guillotine
(You're moist) fearing the voice of the rhyme fiend
Scene is zipped, Pete Nice is your worst dream
high, nigga
Best believe we get by, nigga
Best believe we get live, nigga
[LD]
Hot damn hoe here we go again (Let's Go)
My God damn flow buries
your voice, I don't like your choice of beats
It sounds like it's forced, and what was up with 'Back up offa me'?
I ain't like that, man you should get
to get your head wrapped
Skull shot, bald spot
You'll never grow ya dreads back
Yo this nigga dead Smack
Don't stop the fight
If you Hulk Hogan leg drop
This song we dedicate
To the one and only
Never be another
He was my brother
Trouble T-Roy
It's like that y'all
And you don't stop
Pete Rock
This song we dedicate
To the one and only
Never be another
He was my brother
Trouble T-Roy
It's like that y'all
And you don't stop
Pete Rock
monk
Pete Rock and C.L., well set to spark it
The powerful target to destroy the black market
But when you say black, listen, I don't know, you lose me
I
claws in you
Like imma need that soul, you know I won't let go
They gonna feel it in the cheap seats
Don't get the spins, on your feet Pete
Imma need that
of my way don
Yo, Skepta, Roller this is the war right now
Yeah let's go, Devilman, yo
Don't talk to me about karate
I will come to your birthday party
Everybody talkin' about keeping it real, huh
Well, I got the real for ya
One time for your holy mind
Come on, hold on, yes
Hold on, don't let go
(Rock on)
My
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
no Secret
You know you not a Right Guard
You don't come for the Queen
Your bars is never right god
You under the wing so if we ever go arms
It's
He'll never let you fall (good God almighty)
Keep your head up (He walking by your side)
Smile again
You've been down too long
Lift your head up,
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