Lyrics:
"8-OH"
Get shot in his face (If you scream, "8-OH")
LVK, niggas know
When we spin somebody gotta go
(Grrah-grrah, boom)
Damien LV got hit in his throat
(He
slow get a halo
Back broke only place I caint go
No
Came a long way
Came a long way
Out the mud like I rose from the grave
If you ain't then you might
chainsaw
I'm Koro sensei and I'm flexing you in J star
Or Nagisa, I'm finna run up with the K bar
You said you better but I came back
To the same flaw
You
Funkey Mama)
'cause this style
Is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more (TR)
That's what I came here for
Feel your blue flows
this style
Is identical to none
How can I make you dance some more
That's what I came here for
Feel your blue flows like water
The man behind
Blank Face, tre 8, kill everybody, fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
PusH all limits, you lookin' timid, need to back
of people who came
A show from road to road you're entertained
I don't even have to say my name
Cause when the place is ripped in half, I'm to blame
if u still in this crew
Kick it like Silva when he do jujitsu
Got that musketeer knowledge
Been poppin pencils
So I stay classy if I'm in the rental
bedtime
Like a teen and the clothes that you let dry cuz I was right outside
Hanging off a pegz line
Two homies in the front, two homies in the back
That's
the air and back to the ground
i never saw a jam like this before
back to the front and door to door
if you want some more, get on the floor
love will come
I'm dope and bitch you broke
So you can keep your two cents
I've been one hunnid since ninety-eight
Do the math, who got raps datin' back since
Lil' angel in your eyes, baby angel in your eyes
Black angel babies in the sky, telling you to stick by my side
Telling you all I do right, what if
Gotta live by the creed I'm a fucking assassin
Yea, 8BallD shit
(You better live by the code or you gone die about it, you better live like a 24 Baby)
I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity/
Livin' to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity/
We Die Hard like the battery/
Done in the back of me by the mad MC/
let's jam
No parking on the dance floor
We gone do this all night
We bringing the old days back
Ain't even know what you been missing
When a party was
stumble, but still won't lose
Now I'm dressed in the county blues
'Cause I'm the type of nigga that's built to last
If you fuck with me, I'll put my foot
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
you be assed out
Puff mad L's but never passed out
And if I'm caught up in a jam I blast my way out
There'll be no lettin up, just straight shuttin
I was to sustain
If I look back on it I would do it all over again
Nikki, nikki, where you been? I can't wait to breathe you in
Been on this plane way
authentic gangsta shit
Now take this and run with it
Go have fun with it
But make sure you bring it back
When you're done with it
Long Beach done done it
popping
Use my finger, get ya hot, girl, I know your spot, yeah
I love you if you love me back, you never jam when I react
To sucker shit when they get hit
Holy
You can catch the shekana breezing'
By whoever disses Christ than
Bowed and seize 'em
He's holy, man, the culture needs him
And can't define life,
What if you woke up and all your dreams came true
Would you give back everything they gave you
Would you love them if they hate you
Would it really
the one in, if you were the one in
They prejudiced, so why first of the day, yeah
Would you run away or would you come back nightly? (Woo)
I gotta tell
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