Lyrics:
! Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
Kill or be killed, in a battle field
Live how you die, nigga, die by the skill
Kill or be killed, in a battle field
Live how you die, nigga, choose
Djx
Aye you know what time it is
Haha
Kill Me
I will kill you that's a fact
Im actin fast when you come for me bitch
I dont give a fuck throw a punch
the mula yeah yeah yeah yeah
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
See I made new money, run it back
pushing p, Run it back
In my brand new
guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them
get choked out
By a view like this
I want this city to kill me, to kill me
I want this city, want this city
I want this city to kill me, to kill me
I
to kill--)
License to kill.
Hey baby, think you need a friend to stand here by your side?
Yes you do (--your side--)
Ohh, baby, now you can depend on me
once get it still kill it Until I end up in the billions
And I run my own building
The end but we back in the beginning Where nobody want to feel him
another cup of coffee
And let's have another piece of pie
Yuhhh
Yo. That shit sucked. Damn
Damn, my shit was whack...
Imma do it something like this
run it
in the fast lane, ya still in first gear
Saw me pass, fyin by, never seen again
Get out my way, run you over, next on my list.
KILL EM.....SLAY
the outlaw stridin' while suckers are hidin'
Jump behind the bush when they see me (us) driving
By, hangin' out the window
With my Magnum, takin' out some
I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they
Yung
Run It Up
Yess
Get a check and I run it up
Get a check and I run it up
Get a check and I run it up
None you niggas can’t fuck with us
Get
Yea Yea Yea
Ummmmmmm
Hoping that the money solve it
I be hoping that the money solve it
Yea
Run it up
Aye
Run it up
Aye
Run it up
Run it up,
so why don't you kill me (drive, by, body pierce)
Yo bring it on down
I'm a driver, I'm a winner things are gonna' change I can feel it
Soy un
peon
Dreamin bout the dick she wanna be on
Cover her face like Sia
Riding my wave like seaman
Claim she gone be on my case like CIA
We don't fuck wit no
right?"
If ya'll don't like it ya'll can lick my dick
Cause we built this house we live in brick by brick
The lunatics now run the asylum
The doctors
Flame thrower to your dome
Flame thrower to your home
Kill every one you love
Kill every one you know
Flame thrower to your dome
Flame thrower
Run run, with her run run, with her
Run run, with her run run, with her
Run run, with her run run, with her
Run run, with her run run
Run run, with
weh Beenie find again
A run di street an di lane an round di ben
World dance is di name an di title
Done by di deaf di blind even di cripple
But I
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
January
Tu devi resistere per non farti legare a me la pioggia il vento e le onde del mare pare tu sia parte di una vita particolare ero e sono uno
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