Lyrics:
damn it's good to get it, even better with ya niggas
Call up my dog who been in and out depression
Said boy how you living, don't lie to me 'bout your
Soundwave, I feel we, put together
Some of the most beautiful music my nigga
Real talk, feels so good
Let's get this money
I feel like rapping
Word up Rector!
I wasn't gonna say it again?
Word up, man it's all good!
You don't gotta let us in your little shit!
You got that?
Keep that
how to make crack from cocaine.
1. Look for the nigga wit the whitest snow
2. No buying from no nigga that you don't know
make yo way
Rock you may not be K-Dot but dang dog
Take your own advice and
Knock It Off
Try to put together more than two lines
With two rhymes
I get it
You're too
[Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-ject
The brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind set
I got tired of watchin "Good
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
will I rot in mold
"Damn I'm so good
I keep myself in a safe hold"
King Tut: I titty fucked
You came in a broke slut
"Never even gave the kid
A decent
mold
Damn I'm so good
I keep myself in a safe hold
King Tut, I titty fucked
You came in a broke slut
Never even gave the kid
A decent place to grow up
sing
While I wipe down the awning
Hey y'all, good morning
Ice cold piragua!
Parcha
China
Cherry
Strawberry
And just for today, I got mamey!
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh
Beat Novocaine, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done
Yeah
When I cop it's 4 doors I'm
CODYBEAR LIVE
[2ND VERSE]
WE'LL SET A PLAY DATE, SO YOU CAN GET A PRETTY GOOD PAYRATE...
AND, BRING YA WEED, SO YOU CAN SMOKE AND JUST MEDITATE...
WE
Bill ain't a sucka
Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker
Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me
I'm dead so pass the bob G
Diamond shine so bright i paid
10k just for this earring
We gone turn up tonight
Yea i got a good feeling
So let's count 1 band, 2 band, 3 bands 4 aye
I
took his freak
Now he goin out sad it's man down
Niggas play like they winnin some damn clowns
Imma cook em let's see how it pan out
Fuck her good
featuring J Treds
[announcer]
Mr. Len a.k.a. Space Ghost please commence intro
Company Flow perform J Treds prepare
El P
sponsored by Tyson
It’s a Good day I just brought 50 pints in
Shout out mei ling and her fam for this light 10
We finna double back again befor the night end
and Tanqueray
Drink like Mr. Wendal smoke bud like Dr. Dre
But that's 'cause I'm old enough to do that type of shit
Got damn I gotta piss I pass the mic
.a. D-Loc, Mr. Ginseu Master
The Budda Blasta, it?s all good
Operatin' in my green room, cuttin' up my words
You betta make way, I've been know to blow
Baby Let me go.
[Verse 2:]
Self made still living brave
Fuck around with the G
Send you to your grave
Ya already know ma name
A.K.A.K.A. Gunshot in your
gon' kill me
This Smoke ain't gon' kill me
These Bottles ain't gon' kill me
But my Past, damn it will kill
Tryna run past my past, I pass some cash to my
You say ah one for the trouble two for the time
Ah come on y'all let's rock that
Duck! Or wind up DOWN!!
Fiyah! Huh
Pal Joey in the house D
a lucid dream
With the muses playing theme music
On a super string watch me do my thing
When the hypodermic stings
I could intervene by turning Mr
Hyde
could never shit on me
You should lend your bitch to me
We stock you up with canned goods
And give you free publicity
500K but we doin' this one for
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