Lyrics:
Coolio locc and I'm down ta blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can't hurt me
When
Coolio locc and I'm down ta blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can't hurt me
When
down that road pull up on Peezy
Really got young niggas scheming
And they do walk ups in Yeezys
I just got walked up out a meeting
I could not take what
mean no harm
But your boy Black Ty's got a mean ol' arm
I got exposed when she went through my DMs
Now I got problems with my BM
I ain't wanna be him
mean no harm
But your boy Black Ty's got a mean ol' arm
I got exposed when she went through my DMs
Now I got problems with my BM
I ain't wanna be him
from the imperial
In theory, though, low end scenario
It's sound boy burial drove me to classic material
Aerial nights blew my mind out of stereotypes
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
As they said
(A-one, two, on, two, three, four)
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it left
Ha ha ha ha
As they sailed out to
One, two, three
Well, it was out in California
By the San Diego sea
That was when I was taken in
And it
the jungle, turned his young man's heart coal black
He crawled down Viet Cong tunnels. Knew he was never coming back
Generals strafed their men
day by day
Direct relation to his daily pay
Those were sleepless nights
But he closed his eyes and remembered the dream
Of the black runnin' river that
dreams
Nocturnal, I got day dreams
Up in the woods
Down on my mind
My minds alive in the night time
I gotta shine before the sun rise
And I realize where I
gotta make movies
Bright lights attracted bad bitches
And attracted to mad niggas
Whoever thought lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just
intrusion poet at heart
Flowing like shark fins that glow in the dark
You can't miss me,
Sipping Mississippi Masala down in Dixie
My bitch's prissy, keep
my lick back
If it's broke black Santa coming to fix dat
Aight talk yo shit hot
When I come down yo chimney
I got dat chimney on me
Smoke pole North
up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised
the nights you napped on
Back cracking, black boner
All up in the backbone
Stop acting, shed that skin
Pop the capsule, leave your body back home
Then bankhead
Technique]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman
friends don't like you
Joyride, down the west side
Spend your summer time nights by my bedside
Blunt hit my body fast like a car crash
I've been living life
forget how my brotha went down
An eye for an eye, another must lose his life
Never seen his kid it's gonna be a bloody night
Cause when you dead, you can't
up, aight, take the fuckin' blunt)
Yeah, wassup? (Damn)
I ain't even get charged yet
(Come on man, let's ciph man about the good ol' days man you
outside, the bitch up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch
Just hunks of metal
but they knew exactly what they are doing
Journalist:
Hmmm there was another cylinder came last night
Artillery man:
Yes it looked
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