Lyrics:
talking that crazy
Pulling up skrt skrt skrt no AC
I got the blue racks looking so crazy
I got red bone on me
I got yellow bones on me
I got plenty racks
of sugar cane
And when I kick my legs, I got rhythm
My great grandpa was a blues lover
He'd be rockin' his moonshine to
BB king and Jimmy Reed, rock
introduce your girl to some boss living
Everything 2K around me like I'm Irving
I'm in Oakland with the Stephens
All my niggas got a F-N
Hit shorty on DM
Got
[Krayzie Bone]
Just call it up
What you need, indeed, a nigga got the hook-ups on the tweed
But I got more then trees
want to see what I got? Nigga follow me
the hook-up, hook it up.
[Krayzie Bone]
Just call it up
What you need, indeed, a nigga got the hook-ups on the tweed
But I got more then trees
Want
flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Bone Thugs and Pac, it won’t stop
I’m liquid, flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Ice Cube to Ice-T,
The Crew The Crew The Crew
(Got)
The View The View The View
(We keep it)
New New New
Wrote this with the color blue
Yeah
The color blue
I love blue!
I love
gon' melt you just like M&M's
Ain't Been to New York, but I'm dunkin' like Tim, you get robbed by some niggas in Paris like Kim
It's like me and twin
A homeless guy tries to walk up every bone to know
He tried to ask me what's up, man, I got his note
What we got is fire, up on another time all night
Now I
out the blues
'Cause he's got no one back home
Oh, somebody sighed
Next day comes they send you back out on the track
All that sweat be drippin' down
took a loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss,
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone,
Wanna fuck with a thug, ya wrong,
All around they lay when I
You're gonna pay in blood for all your vicious slander
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes
Why should I feel pity when you kill your
your vicious slander
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes
Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame
God's on my
watches over us
If walker was here today
I could already hear him say
Kendall this pain ain't the way
Cop a rollie please
I got Five On It
Grab your
buses, I like Nissan
I've ran into Iran
(Got it? Got it??)
Mirror mirror
Standing on the wall
Who the biggest rappers of them all?
Not me I'm a civilian
(I
, got the St. Louis blues
I got the blues, got the blues
Got the blues, got the St. Louis blues
I hate to see the evenin' sun go down
I hate to see
the Pooh bad boy blue
Ayo crazy, you got the gusto? What up? I swing that too
So nincompoop I give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain
Like Rosco P.
got thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
Although I may be high profile
I keep a low pro style
Stay calmly, but my homies
Hmmmm
I am Hassel
There's fire in my bones
I have got the victory coz God is on the throne
Tell the world that this message can heal and save: that
the wine
slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Oooh!
the hook-up, hook it up.
[Krayzie Bone]
Just call it up
What you need, indeed, a nigga got the hook-ups on the tweed
But I got more then trees
Want
Ass fat yeah it's toned toned,
Fuck once then I'm long gone,
Cool nigga tell by my gesture,
That's your nigga oh he got some pressure,
And my nigga just
You got me by the skin and bones
You got me by the skin and bones
You got me by the skin and bones
Don't let go
The day was long, the night was slow
good evening everybody, if you don't know you won't know
i go by the name of big snoopy d with double ?
and you inside of the big blue ?
and we will
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