Lyrics:
by Friday's football game
We only got one sheriff, but we all know how to keep the peace
Aw, and don't you forget it, as big as we're getting
This
[Chorus]
(I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick)
Yeah, big l is the first to represent.
Yo, on the mic is big l, that brother who kicks
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
understand, 'cause that shit really don't amuse me
I'ma grab the microphone till the mic is gone, I can hit the spot
Like it or not I'm a big shot, fuck it
flesh, you in
Infested with depression, shit
My whole life's been a wreck, you in
Rejected by my lies, I be grotesque
But I won't die, so I elect for
your brother, I'm not a punk motherfucker see
I did my time, and now I'm free
I'm a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop
I will not stop, I won't be
playing foul, hit him with a tec
Mmm
We shoot above the neck
I came close to God I was in a wreck
Hated by many, you would think my name was Shrek
He froze
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz
wreck
Then I skrt off like a vet
I don't know why people have problems with me
I really don't bother nobody
But when you got money
They look at you
which way to go
And you're feeling like a nervous wreck
Pull out your phone and call home
Well there ain't no sense in feeling alone
When you're lost
myself a Benz, I'll wreck it
Inebriated so I'll flex it
I want everything big like a Texan
Can't do everything by the textbook
Hours and hours spent
like to take a picture with her booty in my hand
With lights and cam
And your man's been a wreck wreck wreck
Don't be fooled by all the jewelry, he in
myself a Benz, I'll wreck it
Inebriated so I'll flex it
I want everything big like a Texan
Can't do everything by the textbook
Hours and hours spent
Hah giddyap!
Ha ha ha hah..
Another dope dope dope style
By the massive BDP crew
Of course I will now present to you
A different view
Yeah. let me get on of those big mother fuckers and shit in here.
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm back in this bitch!
Just like Ice-T, you mother
[Wild Child]
Yo I'm Wild Child with the style that'll wreck your body
I'm here to "Break dat party rip dat party"
[Madlib]
Yo it's
I knew she the devil when I heard her voice Poison
Pull up in the scat pack or the wagon I got choices
Neighbors talking wreck less till we came they
Drive a great big truck
When I'm old, when I'm old
Haul the wrecks down to the wreck yard
Help the boys unload
Keep my hair nice and long
dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams)
(I dream, you Dream, We all Dream big dreams)
I'm on top permanently but I stay in the streets (Harmony baby)
and Billy Shakespeare
Stepped out to get a root beer
We sat together so near
People thought we were queer
Punctuated by the big scare
We joined the Air
It's a big thing when we hang cause we rip when we wreck
When we hit, what the heck? We puttin phony niggaz in check
Seek what I reap; follow you'll
to twenty
That's how many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field
I told niggas I was jumpin' on jets, and post them foreigns by steps, let's get it
I had to earn they respect, they hatin' the more that I flex, they
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