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Hit from the back, she call me Big Papa
NLB Bando, the real Don Dada
Going In, yeah you know I'm top ten
When we spin, yeah, we spin by the band
with my concrete jungle, no Tarzans and Janes
Diesel by the bundles and the hard grams of Caine
D's when they come through, it's hard to get some change
Pick me a town in any clime
Where people like a rockin time
And stay awake both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right
Then throw
rockin chucks
Had too many thoughts on my mind, kept me up
Hittin blunts round the day, when this shit got too tough
need a gang my shadow be my fucking crew
Being a leader must be something new to you foos
Copy cats y'all never fill my Chuck Taylor shoes
I talk with my
for the day ones who stood by me
We gon paid
Chelevayi
Tie the game in knot, mmm
Athe ende bharrya aie
Yo pick up ur pallu
Im hotta than dosa kallu
In
Hasta La Vista
Gang be toting on g locks
With tu senorita
She say I hit her g spot
Get that top then leave out
She hate when I pull her weave out
Use
face, no case of Whiskey
Put throttle to the vodka
'Til at the bottom of the toxin
To admit I have a problem
Will take me a lot of bottle
These days
Blood sweat and tears I give it my all, back against the wall I was standing up tall
I knew that one day I would ball (What!)
And now this shit all gang
shit
Me and Tone fucking round with the same bitch
Getting sweated every day like what set you wit
The MOB was my section but I didn't gang bang
When my
a yuh
I don't fuck with light, yo pour that brown up in my cup
I'm not Taylor gang but I was dipping in my chucks
I come from real bosses all I know is
is niggas that know what ends is
In high-top Chucks pushin V-12 Benz'
With hoochy hoes groopy hoes
You know those with a gang of money lolo'
Alreddy kno
It's Lexus gang
When I pull up to the scene
That's an exotik Toyota
Driven by an Arkansas soldier
You don't really want a problem
I told ya
for a drive-by
In the Golden State
And I was clocking away every day
Like it was just for play
Product of the government's foul play
A 80s kid
And it
though
Take it day by day and I'm going in slow mo
If this is the Grammys, lemme give em my speech
I'm a sell more records than bricks sold by Meech
They
everybody's want a Bentley
everybody got a rap
everybody done been in a gang or sold a little crack
How's that?
for history on Unsolved Mysteries
you niggas
on pluto
Member days rockin
Chucks and them cargos
Told the bitch we can fuck
But you gotta play yo part tho
I just copped me a p
From big kilo
I just rolled
Welcome to the New Frontier
Where Indians hunt Deer
And Chuck Spears
1876 is the year
Plains Indians had General Custer
Shitting his pants in fear
the drain
Ain't came here to play
What you wan say?
One of these days
Imma blow up like hiroshima
So sir I don't buy no plays
I don't even care if you
You know what's makin' me mad?
Day after day I'm catchin' all of this slack
Seems you gotta wear a suit, unless you wanna jacked
'Cause in the '90s,
Pick me a town in any clime
Where people like a rockin time
And stay awake both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right
Then throw
Pick me a town in any clime
Where people like a rockin time
And stay awake both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right
Then throw
Pick me a town in any clime
Where people like a rockin time
And stay awake both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right
Then throw
ride
Don't reach for that, we ain't gang
You can't get no five eleven hour shift
Doggy finna work a six-to-five
Ain't nobody open, isolation, bitch
It's
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