Lyrics:
a couple O's but half
Of them ain't breathing though
Got O's that'll kill your ass they
Don't need no reason for
I'm a buy some reefer smoke and
Send you
of hunnids, she the only one that's missin'
Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it (ugh)
Got a racin' Lamborghini half my homies scared to drive
the victim of a kite
Be like, them silly fishes be the first one to bite yo
They see the cheese but they don't see the trap
Not a real live cat, but a real
we perfect strangers (Blockworks)
First come, first serve, first in line (yeah), servin' birds of the shine
Cleaner than some turpentine, off
niggas at?
Who came through when they dropped here before the deal? Me
Who bought himself out of his contract for half a mil? Me
Who kept the streets
Of that pretty white girl DJ played
All the right songs, we was all faded
Bottles on the house, half naked broads on the couch
Getting poked up, warming
add some groovy spices, to give it extra
But my advice is to first let it simmer
Hot, if it's hot then let the pot sit and cool
Cause if you spill
[Method Man]
Yo, yo
Blunt smokin', half a bottle of remi open
You either holdin' or half-assed like Simmy Colan
I leave ya chokin' on them lollipop
reelin' us and you want to ride
You try to deal with us but you got no blunts to get high
Yo, yo, blunt smokin', half a bottle of remi open
You either
into my eyes
No surprise
I'm half cupid half relic (Cha cha)
He who treads the path of the best is also he who sins are repentable
But if you ever, ever
of these heads be the first to go
Between eighteen and thirty
Pray it don't get dirty
Now I got some new cats
Hearin' me
That never heard me
Eleven
rather less than half of that behind
But a piece of twisty rag
An' a goatskin water bag
Was all the field equipment he could find
When a sweatin'
less than half of that behind
But a piece of twisty rag
An' a goatskin water bag
Was all the field equipment he could find
When a sweatin' troop train
inches to a man was all they had to go.
Then the plague and the fever came
On board, swapped half of them away.
We dragged their bodies up on deck and hove
I'm gay, think of (oh-oh)
Damn, I had to cry first 'cause I'm laughing (ha)
Put that dough into your verses (hee, hee)
Got it snowing on purpose
Smoking Veterans
Light that shit smoke that shit
Light that shit smoke that shit
This mothfucka gave me a stogie
Who got weed
When we first met it
Thousand, my index finger
We here with the whole squad, First Family empire
Fizzy Womack (clack-clack) reportin for Roll Call
International, bell ringer,
Lies, Calls
I don't know this bitch at all!
Quit lyin', You be callin her all the time!
I'm bout to Kill Bill! (Kill Bill!)
First thing in
person one very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who
Orville Redenbacher
See I'm bullseye
I empty my banana in your bandanna
First try
Never will my bullets miss a vick
I use one to do a hit
On some
For the eastern eyes of a life reborn
When the western skies of a broken dawn
In the first embrace of a haunted smile
With the hopeful eyes
Redenbocker
See, I'm bullseye, I empty my banana in your bandanna
First try, never will my bullets miss a vick
I use one to do a hit on some professional shit
the black is my first and foremost
Can I get a little land for me and mine?
Grow vegetables, maybe make a little wine
Build with the Gods and the bright
you weren't already
I could do a lot of things
And I do
Tell you the truth I prefer the worst of you
Too bad you had to have a better half
She's
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