Lyrics:
Shit, ain't nothin' wrong with fuckin' with
A nigga from the East Coast
Ain't nothin' wrong with gettin' a
Lil' piece of the East (no doubt)
You know
It was supposed to be so easy...
Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings
Hey homeboy how come everywhere you go you have to go by limousine man
Hey man that's my thing
I know its your thing
Every time I see you you
, no, no, no, no, no
I need you
Hey mama, hey mama, hey mama, hey ma'
I need you
Hey mama, hey mama, hey mama, hey ma'
Girl, it's getting hotter
I
Are you scared?
Devil without cause, and I'm back
With the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks
30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes
No rogaine in
fuckin' thing I do I'll
Yeah, Immortal Technique, Rassy
Nigga, I never forget nothing nigga
Fifty-one percent of the World Bank is owned by the U
yo, hey yo
She's got class and style
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
No diggity no doubt
I like the way you work it
No diggity,
I gotta bag it up
I
Yeah we ain't goin' home no time soon
I'm on shot number four times two
Stand by the keg, let the host find you
Gettin' nice, I'll be up all night
We
a beautiful day
I say Hey, I say Hey
What a day
They tell you how you feel
They tell you what is real
There is no doubt in their minds
You search beyond their
them niggas anything they say make me go harder
Ain no doubt inside my heart i make myself go farther
Oldheads steady hating on me, prolly fucking on his
boom, boom, boom, yeah)
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go (hey, hey, hey)
Huh, riding in that, big lil' ass Tonka truck
this to me
No baby don't lock the door
Don't leave me alone here
I can't stand it without you by my side
And all alone
You never know
You never know
You
realer than me? I doubt it
Catch Ready hop out of v, low mileage
You see the way I play with money, I'm so childish
And, so stylish, looking like Gucci
out
Just like I’ve done without no doubt
Even swallow the things that I wanted to say
Say hey, hey
I know I should quit
It’s killing me bit by bit
I
you want,
You've been hatin' so hard,
Don't care if you doubt me
2020 vision from di start,
I'll doing me,
Won't let nobody stop me
Whether you do
Hey music lover
Hey music lover
Don't wanna be no social drag by playin guitar
Hey music lover
I just wanna sing to you
Cos playin' dead is hard
up to the function, you know I'm spittin' game
Uh, uh
Got no wheels, and you know I'm on the train
Ridin' through the city puffin' on that grain, it's
get distracted trying to escape life
You need get to work I say to myself daily
Timeline full of bullshit I find myself staring
Spinning my head twice
Adventure seeker on an empty street
Just an alley creeper, light on his feet
A young fighter screaming, with no time for doubt
With the pain
, hey
Are you gonna stay?
Quit the bothering
The party lips are smouldering
No space for moping, choking and dosing
I'm doing my thing
My hard life
(I'm in doubt) I'm tellin'
Three o'clock roadblock roadblock roadblock
And "Hey, Mr. Cop! Ain't got no (hey) hey! (Hey, Mr Cop)
(What ya sayin' down
doubt), I'm tellin'
3 o'clock roadblock- roadblock- roadblock
And "Hey, Mr Cop Ain't got no- (hey) hey (hey, Mr Cop)
(What ya sayin' down there?)- (Hey
of here
She! (Likes 'em beautiful)
Hey, shes got your number
No doubt about it
You got the look
She! (Likes 'em beautiful)
Hey, she'll drag you under
No
steady at your eyes
I remember DVD’s
Man time is passing by
I can’t tell you what they see in me
Sometimes I wonder why
Sometimes I wonder why I feel like
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