Lyrics:
like a sucka, yeah, you looked the other way
That's how I knew you're on my dick kid, but it's okay.
It's normal, relax, your whole head's busted.
by's and doing 'em old school
Whatcha gonna do
homie you got something to say
Califas Westside Gang
Will jack you in tha face
Turnin' corner
Pillow fight
Video camera
Nightlight
Now we hooked up once
We've hooked up thrice
You've slept left side
And I've slept right
And we meet by
gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
You got your own '96 suh-in the ride
And keep your ass
gotta know you're thoroughly respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus, with no driver
You got your own '96 suh-in the ride
And keep your ass
I had no other choice but go at knowledge of tray
When I got my transport, I got kind of steam G up
'cause I got cherry pet further
Now I'm feeling
spot and we take your shit and run
Got my eye on my [?], it's just around the way
Searchin' for the dogs, no guards, so it's down to play
Judgin' by
Magic Johnson
I mmmm… time, man
I never rap to find the gas
I know the fans is kinda mad
No "Bow! Bow!" or loud sounds -
I guess my conscious timing bad
yellow, and green to keep white folks from running into each other
By the way how you gon' invent a cotton gin when you ain't picked no cotton?
If necessity
determined
By your street buzz
Back this track from this that way
Back spoke about peach fuzz (word)
That's a whole nother repertoire
Back to the matter
There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always
an entrepreneur, that stepped in manure
Man I'm newer than a Jack I went up the hill with Jill
And Jack Jill's big bootay
We did the booty up, I told the Bitch
crash the no other way
Money all over
You juss Chase the whole of it
Money all over
You juss Chase the whole of it
Money all over
You juss Chase the whole
they don't watch their back
Told my mama, "Ain't no way I'm going sad!"
Bout to give you a thriller, no Mike Jack
Flow hitting too hard, get an ice pack
the game’s too soft
Pave the way
Rickie B
Remember the name
Yea
No need to explain it
Last night I had a bad dream
There was a new kid in the city
He was
(Javon Johnson):
So Im Driving down the street with my 4 year old nephew
He, knocking back a juice box. Me, a Snapple. today y'all, We're doing
I'm lost
I need you to call
And I don't know no other way to take away the pain
I'm 'bout to fall
I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal with myself
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
backs till the end
Got the Metal Jacks straps gets duffle bags cashed in
Yo D1TIME iz you All the way in?
It's No retreat No surrender feel like
Bitches wanna take a flight to Paris
3 by 3 with the .9 they perish
Saying it's just the money she cherish
Feeling like Midas stay gold to the touch
throughout the country 37%
And we don't represent but-but 12% of the country
Now that's disproportionate and ain't no joke you know
It's it's not by
throughout the country 37%
And we don't represent but-but 12% of the country
Now that's disproportionate and ain't no joke you know
It's it's not by
stop make way hurry up
Here I come come come
My lyrical styles are not to ifos nos in other words
They're not soft son rocks it rigade raggamuffin say
Lone Gunman's Lament by Dan Johnson
The lone gunman walked in. His stare filled the room.
He sat down in a frail wooden chair.
Surrounded by
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