Lyrics:
Feelin like I'm Conan, gettin stuck in this gray
Two final breaths and I'm screamin your name
Put it in the song and I don't feel shame
I'm tryna
a week
We drunk like 48
Lies
Where I'm from now ain't shit sweet
Check the murder rate
Detroit
Fuck a chop, they come and switch
Bro, call the murder
drums
Als ik je schiet heb je pech
Elke hoerezoon heeft een kech
Met de lambo 1 op 2 de demons op de weg
Wie gaat flexen naar mij vertel mij a neef(Vertel
to put on my glock
Murder gang, soldier squad, two-four, bitch, I'm from the block
Murder gang, soldier squad, two-four, we the one with shots
I'm fuckin'
bitch, Ludacris, bitch, move
Yeah
Shoutout H-Town, payin' Michael Jordan for the blue
Fuck the breakdown, sellin' whole thangs by the twos
Play with me,
smoke
Man you know I'm not going to the god damn function if the gas can't come in y'all Motherfuckers better realize It's two thousand and twenty-two
We won't stop until we catch the opps Spin the block two times and then we rock
We won't stop until we catch the opps We gon' spin the block till
BIG BANDZ LYRICS
By JOURDIN PAULINE
VERSE 1 :
Can’t call it no
I’m Callin u
I’m warning u
I’m yawning u
And when I’m alone
I just need u
-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our
on a baboon heart transplant (This is hell!)
I got a poltergeist on a leash trained by Caroline herself
Two Thousand something...
Technology aid itself glutton
around the corner?
You want to see the real wicked shit, where the wicked at?
Channel 2, 4 and 7, they be kickin that
News!! real fuckin bloody tv, no
Sorry baby but I'm in my I don't wan' be by the zone
yeah hah you're a groupie get on yo duty
Two women give me head call that two face
Bitch I'm too
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
it feels different
Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
dup dup dup (Repeat 4X)
Verse 2 (Mack)
What a beautiful day, clear blue skies
my murder ones block sunrays from my eyes
Twistin'
gotta fight to stay alive
It's just reality
Damn it feel good to see people up on it
Flipped two keys in two weeks and didn't flaunt it
My brain is
a trucker
let alone the skills I possess
And y'all gon' see by these mil's I possess
Never settle for less, I'm in excess
Not inexpensive DVS
To the two
dup dup dup (Repeat 4X)
Verse 2 (Mack)
What a beautiful day, clear blue skies
my murder ones block sunrays from my eyes
Twistin'
and ugly as ever
However, I seen my family die from them rocks
Them fiends on blocks including my own pops
Homie I seen two much to drink them two cups
They
And i'm ready to bust a head or two or three
Bitch come deal with E - geah
So gang way, as I pump another sucker
and I'm swift as they scared stiff by
Murder, purgin', kill 'em, burn 'em
Slippin', sippin' Apollos
Blixky gon' jump out a Tahoe
Cute in the face and she fit like a model
Treesh did
(Trippin' Beatz)
Yeah, yo
Man put two in the spinners bagged it and left these niggas, tragic (uh)
Mans known for more, pour dippin', in fact I
Barry, bodies bloody like Mary
Too scary to even look at when that ass gets buried
Gettin' carried away put to death by the vet
I'm a rider,
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