Lyrics:
you'll never kill the hate now
Midle fingers up is the end of the game
Are you ready to witness the rise of the southtown boys?
We get the bass track
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
the bum didaly Heav is a fav of my mama's
So i blew out get mad lifted
Don't have to say up the show that I'm gifted
God bless me 'cause I reach my 21
your brother gangsta Dresta
Open up the door so I can flow and let 'em know
That me and BG Knocc is good to go to make the dough
That's my little
what I'm reppin'
My nigga Lukey told me, "No doubt one day you'll get it" (Lukey World)
All this pain
Been fuckin with my brain
Open up my third eye
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
be
Bitch i'm cooler than a cooler
Cooler than a bag of ice
That's held by Rick The Ruler
She declared her love for me
I wish she spoke up sooner
Could
Verse: 1
You want in well I’ll open up the door
Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors
You can tell by the quality I’m making a living
Triple coat
back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Well it's the microphone ripper, party-rockin' gift of gab
I hit
Soon I'ma whip It up, wish me luck
Check direct, zoom by I Lit It up
Wish me luck Microphone
Wait till I'm rich enough
Wish me luck
Dream time in
up, and play it loud
Hip-hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it
But me and the microphone is still magnetic
Straight off the top, I knew I'd
the microphone up
We making a killing on tricks that i hit,
Quicker than Jack the Ripper ever did,
We be the ones, repping the gutter
For the Innerwest Syd,
No
they mouth open
Cause they gots to talk down
Scope and diamond grind
Watch I open up my trunk
Showin nuthin but surround
It's all good
Yes they don't
they mouth open
Cause they gots to talk down
Scope and diamond grind
Watch I open up my trunk
Showin nuthin but surround
It's all good
Yes they don't
though…
1/2 Group / #3 & #4
Ya think?!
Group / ALL
More than 100 years
(though) - b.g.
(Either one person, or break up? TBD)
V5 Lead
but their…
don’t get up we get down, get down
Beatbox handstands microphone real loud
And when we don’t get up we get down, get down
when we don’t get up we get
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
it, all y'all bustas open up y'all belly
Think we playin bitch, well we ain't
I heard we had drama motherfucker
Put up the Benz and now we drive
on the mike...) I'm a push up on it (get on the microphone)
(Tony...) Yo?
(Get on the mike...) Yeah - I'm a push up on it (get on the mike)
(Tony...) Yo?
(Get
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
My boyfriend ended up
In the psych ward
He was kind of my boyfriend
Though he lived with another guy
They owned a house
Together
And they still had
Totally psychic open your mind quick as the vibe kicks word to my sidekick
Sex boi let's hoi jislaaik yo yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
worry, my nigga, get part of the clip
So I got it right back (right back)
By the way, way that it's going down, it's been going up
I can't hold nothing
keeping it together
Holding up the struggle just to juggle most motions
Cold enough to double the flow and keep you open
Not every days the same some are
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