Lyrics:
this s*** so Easy 123
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Written by : Donnelly K Antoine
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I swear i do this shit so easy 1.2.3
Yea
Woah!
Swear I do this s*** so Easy 123
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Written by : Donnelly K Antoine
could I see me taken out
By some gluteus, gluteus, maximus, maximus
I'm spas-ta-gis-a-mister-gis a mister-gis-ta-spas-ta-gis
Spectacular, the papes
This is the lifeboat Louisa Heartwell and we are the Cromer Crew
Some will sing of heroes who live by the sword
But the best and bravest never fight
L I V E by my side yeah
hook)
odd-x 돈 벌어와
EnV2more 타투 박어
SEAN=pez 여친 사겨
vicelynx no more poker
toefer 옷 좀 사 좀
향주 누나 뮤비 찍어
live alive live alive
in
nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin' on chrome
That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
My whole crew lives illegal
Strapped with
Tryn’ ball 24/8 like Kobe
Tryn’ live a sweet life Zack and Cody
Out the way in a whip in a hurry
Thick joint ass phat like Ari
She threw the ass back now
like a rude boy
Tag my fuckin name in the stars puffin two joints
Boots on stompin through your town like a rude boy
Tag my fuckin name in the stars
the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shotgun blasts echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4th
Uh damn you know what time it is man, the illest in the joint motherfucker KidQuest ha! (Ayo Flacka!)
Class is in session teach these motherfucking
no tide, permanent stain
Tamed, flamed, we are not the same
Leave you in the dust with an ankle sprain
Wausau, Madison, different planes
Hit a one-two
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
[Chorus]
The struggle lives hard times, we do or die
My whole crews fly hands high to the sky
So maintain son elevate try to build
But now you're
[Chorus]
The struggle lives hard times, we do or die
My whole crews fly hands high to the sky
So maintain son elevate try to build
But now you're
it ruthless smoothest
Don't know who's next
Rather I'd live than I don't
So baby two step through this
Come by sooth this
Coming like Jennifer Lo
We
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
lives in Paris
When I want her I beep her
Too many clothes,gotta rag top rolls
1,000 Watt system and my speakers are bose
I kick it like a champ,I
sellin' these bricks like a realtor
When I'm in this bitch, it's live
Catch em' all by surprise
Peers know when I arrive, they rhymes
Better be flyin'
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
Ooh, ooh, ooh-wee, boo-boo
Momma that man back again
Y-T, part two
Yeah, man, turn me up, Niko
Ooh, ooh, ooh, boo-boo
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Who That Who
the bank and they all mine
Look how I came up, aint no change still rockin with my day ones, crew still A1, celebrate the win and ima give it to the same
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