Lyrics:
theme
Alarmed by the sound
The bull paws the ground
As the Toreador enters the ring
Up and down, round and round
On and on, all alone
the Toreador's theme
Alarmed by the sound
The bull paws the ground
As the Toreador enters the ring
Up and down, round and round
On and on, all alone
Дэнни Хацель лох, хахахахаха
Мы звучим, как гангстеры с LA
West Coast Sound, Drive by is Payday
Прозвучит Pumpgun и AK
Затянулся и сбил с бланта
Where the true power resides, On the lower east side!
(sfx cheering)
V3 Fanny
Let’s do this…
(sfx, cheering)
V4 Group / Chorus 4 x
1 -Boycott beef
2
rappers on tour never made it to they designated.
Comin' through that east side Oakland with that drip-drop hip-hop
watered down sound
That never made it
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
follow close behind
He's on your heels but even still, no fear does taint your mind
No word or sound the ghost does make, but he's loyal by your side
Green light I'm on go
Made east side my home
Niggas lie I dont
Well be fine I know
Everything here shines
No rules get applied
Drip wet not dry
just don't understand
Yes I'm crazy, I was born up on the east side
Grandma's baby, always making sure I eat right
Making sure I feel nice, praying for
on the south side, shorty had her mouth wide, baby can you blame me?
Out here on da east coast, feeling like a king though, brodie can you blame me?
We can take
Yeh, That's Isn't enough, dick headed,
Let's go,
This side Rx.....
When-I'm(vemom) on the beat, Just like raw meat on a summer street,
You can't stay
sad ting)
There’s mad cheese in these traps
No tekashi 69s (bop)
Why we fascinate by the trap
PHD with a wap
Big man tingz in the East
So bring
the meanest mother fucking peanut butter jelly
East of the Mississippi at my pot belly deli
I serve this cheese steak that'll make your knees shake
Like my
having a lucid dream
rocking on the down south, walking on the west side
bouncing on the up town, trippin on the east side
that's how i trasported,
True love be like I'm by your side
Through thick and thin I'm down to ride
Watching time fly with my best friend
He been there from the beginning
Asses by Bukowski and i am laughing for three weeks straight
Someone asked Debussy how he composes
He said
I take all the sounds that exists leave out
shottaz pop-out sending packs to my sister
She on a hot route
Go head trick
Dance to the sounds use a bad bitch
Finna turn ya to a hand me down
He was
a Mexican
Girl you and I are the best of friends
Walking side by side like pedestrians
You got my left I got your right
God bless alright
Its like I
what's on the rider
Give me gas for the coupe
The dash sixty-five
The sound so alive
The loud in the glove
You know what to do
Whest Cornell from the east
what's on the rider
Give me gas for the coupe
The dash sixty-five
The sound so alive
The loud in the glove
You know what to do
Whest Cornell from the east
Acting like I ain't from the Lower East Side
Heard you with dude so I gotta slide
I'm coming through
Gotta see why you acting like that
And my boy coming
nights
Driving by city lights
Felt so right
Especially u by my side
Thinkin bout that moments lately
Got me wanna singin I.F.L.Y right now
She the one
in your eyes
The horror
As the plane goes down
And the siren sounds
We can't believe
We can't believe
In the east where the bear is dancing
In
slinging slasher by my side ain't no Captain Hook
Flying Dutchman in the whip we got his soul took
Bully nose K fold his body like a Chromebook
Old Man
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