Lyrics:
gunning
Now that I figured it, she put the waiter on
It all came to me, in back of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on
By then the day
(Intro])
You have no idea what happened
You have no idea what is currently happening
You’re skipping around in a field full of bombs
And mistaking
Intro/Chorus: The Lox
Can I live til my last day
Hittin honies that be na-sty
Gettin money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't
is so mine,
Cry Nation gold mine,
Held it down on my own, didn't have no help,
All alone in da zone, struggling by myself,
But!
When my record start
Reach my surroundings when I move
Out cause dudes envy
Something like Prince Akeem 2 in the semi
Super soak ya, anti-social
For the mail I'll go
Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
Heads up, drawz wet like parch steam
Chrome Benz, big drips Remi Martin
Short gal a pull up fi di tall ting
Di don cause scene as mi walk in
Gal start
ain't a damn thing funny
They ain't hatin' on the music, they hatin' on the money
[E-40]
My house so silly, my money so silly
I make more in a week
Speaking 'bout family, after the intro/
You gonna hear from a very special 9 year old/
Lyric in the house, yeah, Lyric in the house/
I'm telling y'all, it's
gunning
Now that I figured it, she put the waiter on
It all came to me, in back of my mind, just like my favorite song
Dawned on me later on
By then the day
This Nigga just bought eleven machine guns
And he brought them in my crib
Glittered out, stout face, teck, Rae up in the Hilton
Heard Nia Long
INTRO: Badda badda ay yo rest in peace George Floyd and all of my brothers and sisters that's been taken by this racist system, This is the last
all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me
my queen
You got over him when I got in between
Watching Martin on TBS as it was tedious
For us to eat TV dinners every time we was famished
But it
(By Tracey Bryn & Martin Brett)
He's walking slowly - he is in no hurry
He is walking to the slaughter of the hell that's called routine
She arises
featuring Run D.M.C.
(intro)
There are 8 million stories in the naked city
8 million stories (x4)
(verse one Kurtis blow)
a well to do n****
Code switch up on par,
With obama on the court and in the courtyard of the white house
See benevolence was never the virtue I held
Microsoft Word in the early 2000's and blow you away
Huff puff blow house down, that's how the wolves do bidness
Enclave on ya'll cave, no swine, no more
whisper
I'm hearing voices ( voices )
[ LET'S GO - intro ending ]
**** HOOK 1 - by: THE McRTIcN - SMG ****
I'm hearing voices, I'm hearing voices (
[ LET'S GO - intro ending ]
**** HOOK 1 - by: THE McRTIcN - SMG ****
I'm hearing voices, I'm hearing voices ( voices )
I'm hearing voices, I'm
the grind
And we finna jump the line
Im south beach in miami
Ready in my ferrari
Officer shinin' rounds
On my 07' astin martin
Baby got a jaguar
But I
an editor
(Alright) shorty, she a freak
Throw it back like a photo
If I gotta fight, I'ma do it by my solo
Why he in my DM? This nigga acting homo'
He really
verse with intentions of loyalty promised/
Martin Luther king taught blacks law of attraction/
By any means was Malcolm x/
Needed things to happen/
You can only smoke in your apartment
Under a blanket, with all the lights out? Is that the rule now, huh?
The cops are outside, "We know you have
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