Lyrics:
stop by
For the summer
For the summer
I like girls that
Wear Abercrombie & Fitch
I'd take her if I had one wish
But she's been gone
Since that
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
These niggas some bums,
Imma put my city right on my back when I Carry them,
All I know is ice,
Nigga fuck a price,
My neck in the ocean wit Larry nem’
Larry
I Ball like I'm Terry
Run it up by three niggas slow like Gary
Niggas wish to be me like Timmy
You're odd and that's fairly true
Keep my peace who
on
Have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on (High)
The heat is on (You know)
The heat is on what's my next move
Do I stick with the score, or get
on
Have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on (High)
The heat is on (You know)
The heat is on what's my next move
Do I stick with the score, or get
And let a real MC collect dollars
The true crew and few come from Hollis, Queens
And by all means necessary
My vocabulary is very extensive,
Its sad to see the truth
Its sad to see the truth
Its sad to see the truth
I walk in to the night
With you by my side
Because they said love is blind
mother gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to play daddy
Raised by niggas named Butch, Scoot or Bae-Bae
With weight so they weigh
Shop
Non-Stop
This is the high life
My life
420 Up in my spot
Non-stop
Na we don't stop
Bust down roll up
Spark up
We stay high
We on top
Spark it
Light
gun him down
Where's the weapon ?
Aint one so what now
He posed a threat all because of how he looked wow
Another child gone
Nobody sees the wrong
I
Pedal to the floor
With a bitch you can't ignore
In some shit you can't afford
Live by the sword and I'm soul searching
My time now I ain't next up nigga
violence
So that violence shit is in me
You saw it on the movies
Well i was raised up in it
Filled with unforgiveness
And mother fucking rage
Look you dead
off the gas and you
know that I'm gone
Spark up the blunt
And smoke it to the bone
All of this shit I got it on my own
Tryna send me a message
leave
Spark it up
Baby, let's spark it up, now pass it left
Spark it up man
We smoked the best
Spark it up
Now pass it left
Spark it up
Yeah
Shit, yo,
is pure will to change
when everything is sold
it's gone/gone/gone
gone/gone/gone
mother/i cried/mother/i cried
today
I transformed, prayin' to the trees, God is takin' shape
My mother's mother followed me for years in her afterlife
Starin' at me on back of some
name is Larry bitch don’t call me Lawrence
I got that 9 on me just for insurance
These niggas is scary
These bitches is boring
I’m busy winning I’m
to school, Steve," he'd say, "I'll school you
Fool"
I'll school you, fool
But Steve did as she said, and piece by piece
His total college credits began
in rap
Quicker but never last and Everlast is a...
Quitter and you bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about
do it for the crew
Diego made the beat
Shawn helped too
Cash my right hand
We got the master plan
World domination
Pinky was the man
This coupe life is
One more man is gone
The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But deep down in his heart now
He's a-laid down
One more man is gone
The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But deep down in his heart now
He's a-laid down
ware they vest (yo)
(outro) (Tech N9ne)
That's right
This is for my nigga Rodney
This is for the whole mother fucking game related staff nigga
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