Lyrics:
Frankie B. jeans bwoy
Its necessary, We stays in Burburry
And a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
(2X)
(-Verse 2-)
When we walk up in
(that's right)
From the 4 to the Shaw even Century
On Figueroa we gotta sowed up
Rollin' with the D.O.B.
Fuck Crabs cause nigga I blast from the O.G
Just roll up that tree
When you fresh from the J. O. B.
I feel higher when she shotgun me
Pay to hit a cloud just to feel my dreams
I'ma smoke til I'm
roll up that tree
When you fresh from the J. O. B.
I feel higher when she shotgun me
Pay to hit a cloud just to feel my dreams
I'ma smoke til I'm free
I
Eigenheim-Partys mit 12 Bitches in meinem Pool
Schon im Kindergarten, X-Gedanken mit Frau B. auf'm Schaukelstuhl
Scheiss auf New Age, ich bin eher nostalgisch
Yea yea
Erthin big do it like Diddy
B. I. G
Some'n like Diddy
Huh
I see why they hating me
Ya
But they bitches wanna fuck me
Do it like Diddy
Big
Okay with it - Written by D.Haywood & Produced by B. Dot Smokez
Had to ask the question what the hell I'm doing Gotta another question where
ice cream, hooked on the night scene
Way back when Eric B. was a 'mic fiend'
What about the pipe fiends, got 'em in line
Sell 'em all pipe dreams, I was
dick is platinum
And hard as a diamond, I'm hard when I'm rhymin'
I'm closer to God, like Eric B. I'm in
That get money frame of mind, any day
Said New Jack City 2, Banky B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino
[Killa Sin of Killarmy]
These rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons
Fuck a bigon, rely on ion
B. Nino, push a 2000 benz-ino
[Killa Sin of Killarmy]
These rap icons, mass spit fire out of cons
Fuck a bigon, rely on ion in my python
We
with hate for peace
All of this B.S must cease
All I am is one black man
In a mighty big white hand
Brother brother, sister sister
If you're Miss or if
Catch 'em in the swimming pool and overlap they ass
I'm from the southside, College Park
G Road, niggas gone
Ride when the beef starts
Don't hold
the door with Rakim
Old skool, new skool, we rocked both of them
'Eric B. for President', check out 'My Melody'
Marley Marl, he produced both of them
We
lavish it’s not ya average
Wanna get with Kirk B. gotta be a bad bitch
A fly young nigga I think I should work for NASA
These lames can’t see me I’m
can't forget about my boy, B. Brown
And the whole NE crew
(Poison)
Ah-ooh
with hate for peace
All of this B.S must cease
All I am is one black man
In a mighty big white hand
Brother brother, sister sister
If you're Miss or if
Frankie B. jeans bwoy
Its necessary, We stays in Burburry
And a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
(2X)
(-Verse 2-)
When we walk up in
country boys forever stay hood
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - B. Stille]
You shove that shit that go bump bump bump bump
And ya, shake the lock off her
wanna chill with (yeah) cll White G
Started uni last year made some real cool mates
Made the right move in the rap game I call it checkmate
cttended many
closure
I'm Nas I'm Pac I'm B. I.G mixed with Hova
Ya'll never tell me shit I'm young but gettin' older
I'm here to bring the heat coz rap game is colder
motherfucking need you B.
"Now You Sure my G?"
Now my Bro you see
This girl gave me so much head left her brain with me
So, I don't really need you debatably
Fuck
Ahhhh
B. E. S. T
With a Mr
You know, you know, you know what it is
Den say BEST turn drug dealer
Wait
Den say Steph don turn killer
Wait
Abo wae ein
to your family
Read up to benefit financially
So I got curious and I asked
What was a book that stood out on your great path
W. E. B. DuBois uttered out his
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