Lyrics:
as well
Told him 'Shut your mout, they won't sell
You can't school me about T-shirt P's'
Oi JME, wahgwan for the summer collection?
Boy Better Know tees
I
this about
They say around here that we are chasing clout
Cuz lost or be found I'll come to your ends and then empty out rounds (PAH)
Yeah that is
grew up rather poor and children of immigrants. So for us, Christmas was never really about having a ton of presence - P R E S E N T S - But presence
Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead
Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst)
Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin'
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have
walk up, or drive-by
We ain't lickin' niggaz, we ain't bustin' shots in the air
No warnin' shots, the fuck out of here
Oh man homey, hate to do you
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
through, it's out the door, I thought you knew
I'm a P-Town Baller, fool I gotta tell the crew
It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
Kottonmouth make
through, it's out the door, I thought you knew
I'm a P-Town Baller, fool I gotta tell the crew
It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
Kottonmouth make
a lil Juice
Fuck the trus
'Cause we can get criped out krazy
Blast on all you suckas
Went to throw away 380
Fuck around get found up in
the truth so I talk with the ark
It's like Jamal Crawford's shot
I'm Bodhidharma with a new martial art
Them hidden colors found in the dark bring you
lickin' niggaz, we ain't bustin' shots in the air
No warnin' shots, the fuck out of here
Oh man homey, hate to do you like this
Oh man homey, when
brutal,they should check their P.D.
You made me,now your kids rave me
I rap about the life that the city streets gave me
Murder,intrigue,somebody must bleed
on a fast track
I wanna be earning
You're cool with getting by
That's why you starve prat
I ain't concerned about you, I'm getting mine
There's nothing I
clowned down
John, Jane Doe, lost and found
Everybody know this young player's about his business
Riches, chickens I pimp, but lickeness
My L.I.P
Just Send me the addy the pack get delivered
If it's too far then you paying for shipment
I ride around with a P in a sprinter
My heart is heart is
to spend, 'cause the Hen on the house,
Do me a favor Baby, dump your boyfriend and we out,
Don't talk about it, be about it, now is you rollin' or what?
me something I can promise I can outdo
You can diss me even though I know you ain't about to
I found a destination and I'm on a paper route too
I'm out
the biggest fan you’ll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Abraham
P.S We Should Code together too
My Tea’s Gone Cold I’m Wondering Why
I Got Out Of Bed At All
Put some fire on that ass end of dat weed
Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed
'Cause', you know me, givin' me left hand dap
P
what I called her, magaretta
I heard about the fire too, I'm sorry
My brother had a company that got burnt down on him
if you haven't run out can I
us, don't test us, get checked wit the tech sir)
But back to your slow lord, really want to know about your low luv
You can stop ackin' so so
found out it was made by Volkswagen
This here is a toe tag 'em, Tity Boi gon' and toe tag 'em
Go ahead, hook they ass up to the tow truck
Let them know
the body; tell me what they found?
His head in Richmond, the rest in the V-town.
Thinking about the set up, trying to get my red up.
'Bout my cock this
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