Lyrics:
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my
a twenty-two, I'm the trailer park 2Pac off of "Juice"
Plus I got Memphis blood, don't knock the blue suede shoes
I got that Memphis plug to drop on you, say
9 here is the 9 on my side
You don’t wanna get shot 9 times
Know you pussy but you still don’t got 9 lives
My moral compass aint pointing at true
chillax ich hab zu tun
Latenight loco DeutschPopRap
Be by my side - yo clap für clap
Babe fullmoon yo live live live
Immer bergauf, step für step
Chillout
Bumping Stevie Wonder reminiscing on my old sins
I took many lives to get my name known
Soiled by the blood of the devil since day old
Walk strong like Bok
was the last time
That time Casey was layin' up in the South Memphis yard waitin' for train time
Mrs. Casey was havin' a bad time Mrs Casey was havin'
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
Paul & Big Gipp-
What you know? What you know?
'Bout the be 's, bout that O
'Bout these streets, 'bout this 9
'Bout these niggaz doin' time
What
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin' on twenties wearin' nice clothes
but ain't nuttin' like pimpin' hoes, and ridin' Vogues
I live a good life,
such an easy life
paid to move around
cards and gin at night
smiling people who obey
cherry blossom afternoons
the only blonde in a crowd
fancy
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot, then
[8B] Space, Age-in baby
[TS] Right right right right
[8B] One time
[TS] Beyotch!
[8B] Yeah, you know how they like it baby, nigga you can't
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot,
from the school zone
By the time I copped that half
Went down to Memphis like I'm Bleek
Knew my uncle Wade was dead
Grandma tried to tell me he was
Ten miles to northward of the narrow port
Open'd a larger haven: thither used
Enoch at times to go by land or sea
And once when there, and clambering
about trapping with
Them hundred-round drummers, boy?
Counting bread and killing instrumentals
Made by Drumma Boy (Paper Route Empire)
I'm doing too much
together
Please play the song you wrote for me
I will when I think it's ready
It's only us in the Chevy
So listen to me
Why only live to get by
Why never
the strippers by the pair
If her pussy classic then she might just get a pair
No time for the hating, against all my religions
Swangers when I'm skating, up in
it all again (Yo everyday) if I have to live my life all over
(Every hour you know, yeah)
[Memphis Bleek]
Yo, Yo, same hustle man, same struggle
a Memphis nigga
Bitch drop it off of yo ass hoe
I don’t care ima keep screaming this shit
And I’m telling you now so I save you the time
Listen up close to my
We'll grow as we go
Through hard times yeah I know
We'll face it all together
Blossom and grow old
Still it's you I want to hold
In you I see forever
I
by a gate, and tied together by a tether
You try to break it loose, but your strength has been reduced, and your hope does not produce, and your mind
the owner?
I order my Uber, I think it's a Rover
I take my time in my head
Really I'm mediocre
She want a bag, she want a choker
I got some money on me like
worn out by the daily charade
Burned out on Victory Gin and Cigarettes
Weary of routine and wars that never end
Not content to live for what I can't
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