Lyrics:
knew, I'm a whole new person
More assertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened
I raise hell on this earth
Your rap is over, you Casanova's gon' end up
didn't cum
Get some green by the Levi blues
Don’t wear sneakers, they’re tennis shoes
Punks around the way think I most ill
Cause I love to chill with that
[Method Man]
I told you once, I told your ass a thousand times, chump
Body in the trunk, stay in line punk,
(Fucking with your mind?)
already went over the time
It's done it's a
Three minute round what's that?
Ten minutes? Garbage
Hold up, y'all trippin'
I got some injuries that lost my
feelin human after all
Still go "One More Time" like it ain't Daft at all
Back against the wall, Chuck Taylor's still on
I rap too much to not do what I
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
An Ordinary Man
Lyrics by: Rizo Balic
In the early daylight,
After another dark night has gone,
I'm trying to find salvation,
For my broken heart,
rollin too deep
You shouldn'tve made that tape, but you pushed me
Eiht hates punk-ass perm wearin pussies
Mmmm... you ready for round one? Here it come
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
ship our fish fry
Tea time no siesta thats how we get by
Messed up teeth until I motherbloomin' die
We came all this way now we on top
Ain't no one else
you receive my car
When did you send it
Yesterday shouldve been there by now
9 4 5 9 1 Vallejo California mail box ect 9 4 5 9 1
Damn shit what
Fuck a bad bitch
But she ain't mine
It ain't mean shit
By any means
Had to get it cracking
In the mean time
My cell phone was a fiend line
Trapping
everything I touch
Whip gotta match every bitch I fuck, foreign
Y'all niggas talkin' 'bout what? Borin'
Bane from it, I came from it
I'm raised by it, I
niggas must have more stack in the safe
I mean ? nigga your safe is my safe
And I'm gonna make sure that my safe ain't your safe
By putting a .38 up in
should salute me
So fuck who you are, I'm the motherfuckin' general
Yo Esco's illin', Swizz Beatz illin'
What more can we say' Stop grillin'
'Fore
the trig, there's nuff foes equipped
Real deal, of course, I pack steel, shits thick
I'm not dumb, to walk the streets, they kept us swinging by
A punk
to make all I can make (never)
Represent my niggas 'til the bow breaks
but haters hate we can eat steak by the lake.
Chorus
The Guppies
to make all I can make (never)
Represent my niggas 'til the bow breaks
but haters hate we can eat steak by the lake.
Chorus
The Guppies
the lies
Ha ha, I'm laughing in your face 'cause you's a punk bitch
Step up, playboy, your life could get, get
When you see me face to face, I'mma give your
platinum, seen it on them tarots before
So I know how it is all gonna go down
Gotta go more uptown, more in the cloud
'Cause didn't ya know by now, I
to do them . . . I think you need to do them even more. And if the universe meant for you to do them with me . . . then so be it. But I need you
to a n**** that's caked up
Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob
But you a**ume position, face down, a** up
And I think I got you in that same pose
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