Lyrics:
If you can't see it wasn't meant for you to see it (See it uh)
It wasn't born it wasn't meant for you to be it (Be it uh)
They say you crazy where
Richardson police say they were called to the Apartments for a disturbance
A possible shooting around 7 p.m
But we are learning today that a body was found by
he loves
My brother from another mother sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me, one of the best, might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling
he loves
My brother from another mother sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me, one of the best, might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling
a chase might ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we'd be delighted to unload it
In your back, then walk up and lay that taser
This is a national security alert
Ground Music, Flip Mode, Aftermath, here we go
Back with the most venomous rap
It be the godfather of the club
want me to say
Cause you been running through this shit
On a bottle for the night
Yeah, I told One Eighty, won't fall for the night
Won't you take it by
and police
I'ma keep it real all the way down till the end
All I want to do is smoke weed with my friends
Make ends
Anyday can be your last one
that's why
aim to touch people and heal all the pain
Why are they? Always so negative all black and white
Designers might think that they playing pandas
They be
again
Then I'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
If you a thug, stop girlin' then
If I
and burnt out feet
Ask me why did I kill that bitch
My pitbull needed some fuckin meat
Streets are no longer safe 4 kids
A nigga might flip and cut out yo
could make it if you try
Hold your head up high
You might touch the sky
Can't let life pass me by
You could make it if you try
Hold your head up high
You
bitch! Got a boo boo!
Leave me fuckin 'lone
Been by myself today, yeah
I'ma ascend to another world
I think I'll be okay, yeah
I tried to get in contact
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes
Boom, b-boom, b-boom-boom
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes
The girls be cookin' and cleanin' and cleanin' and cookin',
She be constantly gushing and cleaning her pussy and when she
Step on tha scene
of
All time, known by the acronym, GOAT
And by at the end of this dense
Poetic verse, which just dropped on Friday
Jay admonishes his would
Be judges
be matching my kicks
my jump off might hit my dance on that bitch
yeah we outside and we thick.
We just might smoke down your block.
We might bust
pops, police gave me back my mama
Today, I see a little peace, it used to be just drama
My niggas went from gettin' suspended to gettin' indicted
baby dont worry
u are my only
u wont be lonely
even if the sky is falling down
baby are u down down down?
3. Timber pitbull ft kesha
NADIA TITANYA
they know
I'ma be here forever (straight up)
Never fuck with the black and blue
Duck cause a nigga might shoot
Shocked what a nigga might do
Young nigga
he loves
My brother from another mother sent from the above
A thug nigga just like me, one of the best, might be
Even better leaving niggas kneeling
of course he sides
With all the gangs these lames is extorted by
Switch lanes in the Porsche I drive
Let the police Ford Explorer by
Sirens screaming like
le
Ola ki domo ketene kayi
Eka ka gbo oh
Assistant police Commissioner oh
Orelus Adejo oh
Olayi ku ka le
Ola ki domo ketene kayi
Eka ka gbo oh
Alhaji
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