Lyrics:
Vandross
I'ma keep it trill
And you just do the same
And you just holla at me
When you here em call my name
[Chorus]
Gregg or my Guy
Uncle Rays on da forklift, rolling right by
I just seen Nobby, bout to link Phil
Mick hail up, when I’m done work big Taylor
Da pretty
it off the muscle
See em in my future
Call that nigga Russel
But they know he talk that stick talk
Niggas mute he give em muzzle
& If she talkin
feel lies, n**gas ain't realer than us
No Paul Pierce, you can't have my trust
I'm a psycho like Christian Bale was
LA and Stunna produced by Stardust
roll call, another day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still alive
Open the dead roll balls
Now this dead man walkin' parkin' million dollar
the call
I ain't robbing Peter I ain't paying Paul
I was in the garden I ain't pray at all
Lord we fell asleep You still gave it all
You were counting sheep
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
Ayo we finna get this shit bro this is VV I L D
You can call me V you can call me Double V
You can call me Jo-Jo you can call me JC
You can call me
nigga on the corner Terrance Newman
Who in this bitch with me now Is the question best answered by Silence
Little nigga just action
Blood gang nigga we
lines old like all my enemies
Cause I kill em all with the first pen I see, call me an assassin cause they dead ac
But fuck assassin like Kyra, dope mc,
Rick Ross
Niggas soft rappers living backwards
Call em criss cross
Big dawg assist and I shoot
I’m like cris Paul
Done it all rest In peace
Shawty
of murderin verses from they
Kneecaps
Relax, i think i might put em in rehab
The gentlemen startin to relapse
She fast, ya'll recap the recap
I don’t get
drunk and even off them Ex pills
My foots alone could make ya groan and even give ya neck chills
I call Paul hit up Juice and now we on the Jazzy T
I
the fire squad, you can't control the way this concludes yeh, call me Shyamalan, this is a Wott?KNiGHT. movie, get ya stomach twisted like it's Ramadan in
shit else to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so close
Less evil down here by tha dock
hostile crew/ before they get holes in they face the
size of they nostriles too/ Street Family abide by the mobsta rules/ visors
and Osgood shoes/ that's
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
I call myself Hilroy, 'cause I like to get back to school
Silly allergies with big fall jackets, cool
Killin' calories, back of the cafeteria
Yo who
And beat you fast like it's M.M.A
I'm The M-A-N
Got your girlfriend here
And she slim as fuck, call her eminem
Leave some evidence in her uterus
Venomous
memory and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that
memory and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that
and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that was cool cause
high/
Hear a couple argue as they drive by/
Reminds me of the times we wasn't feelin' likewise/
Split lives coulda wouldas close calls and nice tries/
Spitting goat bars, cuz I really go far, like views on music
(Ha, ha)
Lemme catch my breath (Hell yeah)
Always writing shit on the daily, call that my
_(Cropped).jpg/250px-Eminem_-_Concert_for_Valor_in_Washington,_D.C._Nov._11,_2014_(2)_(Cropped).jpg "Eminem")
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