Lyrics:
India Kager. Kept their baby out of danger
Both shot by cops. Both wounds became fatal
Janet Wilson done wrong. I’m sorry that you are gone
I’m so hurt
runnin' out
It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto
We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace, incarcerated
runnin' out
It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto
We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace, incarcerated
to the back where they flexed
like "Fuck sex! Wait for a check!"
"Pete! Let's jet! Let's be out! I feel a threat!"
Then I heard a shriek
The two cats from
alright and you think you're on
Somebody let me know
Will everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
Scream it out and say yo, hit it!
You
alright and you think you're on
Somebody let me know
Will everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
Scream it out and say yo, hit it!
You
Who else is firm? Me and Travis, the on the dot cat
Better be a good lil' cat, hooker don't pop crack
'cause I'm Top Cat
[samples]
[Slick Rick]
Let me
track
Run it back Let it ride in fact
I don’t take many shots Because I fire back
Don’t stop for the cops until the tires flat
A few cats is
a tre
Bust my ass and at night I heard her pray
Lord don't let my boy succumb to
But it was too late, I already begun to
Hanging with the knuckleheads
Let me get it here
Let me change up before it is too late
There's a broken stick
There's a wrinkle on a leaf, it's dried out
Was a good long run
your name
I swear to that, never change, knock on my 50's, pick on your name
I been out some old shit, thuggin' by myself
Don't fuck with these fools,
Bang Bang, Bang Bang Bang
Black man slain and the shots rang
The City Of God
Bishop in "Juice"
These are the stories told, by cats in a hat like Seuss
Oh girl you’re the cat
and lemme take you out
(I wanna take you out)
Say meow meow meow meow
we be like tom and jerrry
lets go round and round
(Woo)
talking cats tryin' to do a nigga foul
It's goin' down nigga round up the team
I'm'll head over here just to map out the scene
Ship them things in route
dimes of 'caine (check it out)
Why can't we just chill and get along, motherfucker?
But the views you choose to use is wrong, motherfucker
Relax, me
[Chorus:]
[J-Ro:]
Who the hell let the dog out the gate?
Ready or not, here I come to set it straight
'cause it's a thin line between love and hate
bout that action
Park the whip around corner let’s give active
5 shots pick an roll John Paxson
Vvs no rhinestones
9 on me like rondo
Dear nigga try
students
Reincarnation from legends beyond the grave
Bound by chains 9 to 5 designed for slaves
Changed the method like John Blaze, bomb the stage
Say
add two yeah
Dare not let a nigga pass you
Bang bang bang leave a tattoo nigga
Crack his shit open like a cashew
Brain fluid leakin' look like cat
Let these words be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said,
spittin' lyrics instead
Never in arrears ?? the cash
you being pushed out the block still coming in last
I let it blast so you niggas can feel
Fuck shady
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
Girl Nicolette, don't like lame cats
Tell me what you think about that, let's go
[Chorus]
Love that you made money, really don't matter
If I see
Tom is a cat with a fluffy long tail and paws as white as anyone could tell
He's got a thing for John who lives downstreet
John is an older shep from
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