Lyrics:
you're kill 'em
Ok you can bring it to 'em
Everyday, just like Mary J.
Sippin' iced teas in the E & J
Partyin', 'til your bare remain
be on my shoe game with my snap back and skinny jeans
See these young boys they pointing at me goin I'm the one no Billy Jean
I got the word in
tomorrow brings crusin down the road
Blowin in the breeze
May get a little lost but we don't care
Cuz We know just where we goin
My baby girl knows where
The one's doin all the extra shit be the ones tellin all the lies
I'm 2 steps ahead and I stay ready you ain't gonna catch me by surprise
Keepin it
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
Oh shit i'm goin' back
Yeah, it's back to my grind
Then back to Cali, smoke the Maui
Got no wings, just roll through the valley
Seen many faces but
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown
the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If
to cap on you,
I wouldn't even sweat it cause you'll be through
Lookin so far up, you might fall down
Gettin clowned by the hound from east Oaktown
like a nigga made it
All this money
On me
MIA
Rollin up Mary J
Yung nigga goin stupid
Goin out of his brain
Lil shawty say I'm trippin
Need to stay
Could tell by how I spit that I ain't regular
I'm preaching like a reverend, Rev-in up just like an engine
Like vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
There he go,
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
breath and I'm reminded that even that comes from Yahweh
Mary had a little lamb who was Holy and He died for all the sheep
But satan always tryin to lie,
Yeah he all about the money
That's how we get down
Got a bag ready for me
Every time I come around
Been trapping by the pound
Been trapping by
the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes y'all niggaz goin down
I'm on a suicide run, y'all niggaz know the outcome
Razor sharp tongue leave scars
Real street nigga in my boots yeah you know ain't no shakin'
Every morning wake to mary j you know I be baken
On my moment to rise I been plotting
as fucking molasses
Probably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
Andre 3001 another classic
Go ahead ask 'em,
Probably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
Andre 3001 another classic
Go ahead ask 'em, bitches bout "how I be
as fucking molasses
Probably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
Andre 3001 another classic
Go ahead ask 'em,
as fucking molasses
Probably won't pass it, smoke it till the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
Andre 3001 another classic
Go ahead ask 'em,
When I go to bed at night
Sometimes I reminisce
About the way it used to be
When things were not like this
The world's a ball of confusion
Goin' down
Ten packs of Backwoods bitch that's how my day go
Still got that loud pack bitch I'm on my J.O.
And my hoes don't roll no swisher sweets 'cause
slowin down. That's how I'm chillin
Just chillin in the spot with a blunt sparked
Sippin on O J. Sippin on O J
Mixed with a couple vodka shots
We gon'
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