Lyrics:
A child of an embargo
Shout out to Pitbull, Mellow Man Ace
And B Real kool AD real
I don't give a fuck how he feel
Me and my seed that's weed that's we real
Pontius Pilate
Cops and robbers riot by the vows of noxious sirens
A is gullible he figure all man equal no brainer
Take it his friends and neighbors
follow it, you shouldn'ta did it
y'all cats need to quit it, I'm sayin', stop playin' with it
You, your crew and your DJ can hit it
It's time to clean
around my neck
Y'all better give me respect
Like nike I run up a check
No muscle still flex
What you know about the trap
Pitbull big chain around
Couldn't do it without my team, homie
L-Rich the name, run the game
Grab your cleats homie
'23 was light work
'24 gon' be all me homie, L
Damn, shout out
we playing bust 'em up, throw it
Ain't ever been off a flat show, the fuck is foreign?
All of my heroes had zeroes and customers growing
Ain't no ho
painted shirts, y'all niggas painting rock
And I gotta get paid, at any means
By any means, I'ma get it, fuck you niggas mean
Don't you push up this way,
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
DJ Laz, Pitbull, Diaz Brothers
DJ I don't know about you but I'm ready to go!
I don't know bout you (x4)
I don't know bout you but I'm ready to go
Grind all two four seven, two four seven
Get my medication so when you paying
Just respect the dedication
And when we make it
Just respect the depth
dreams
I'm glad it's over, a disease to a dying breed
A pitbull lion who screams, who's surrounded by bees
A pack of wolves, your career will be over
flows
Every time I rap people know it's official
Faster than a missile, so you better get low
If you do me wrong then I'll get you like a Pitbull
All
fire all around me
The birds are flockin'
But the guys, can't keep up wish I had time
Fucking hell who's even trying?
So I'm sitting here and sighing
If
burying a bygone era
Alpha omega
Heart pulled straight from the mecca
Pen don't let up
A pitbull don't know no better
Freddy got an affinity for putting
brain dead tomorrow and my soliloquy still will be
The illest there ever be, 'cause I be what you'll never be
My pugnacious rhyme patterns prove pitbull
follow it, you shouldn'ta did it
y'all cats need to quit it, I'm sayin', stop playin' with it
You, your crew and your DJ can hit it
It's time to clean
Crush by the lite- (Victoriouz)
New shit, man
Tearin' the streets up
It's your boy Lil Durk tunin' in with DJ Victoriouz, man (my nigga Lil Durk)
Do you like onions by any chance?
I love onions
I love onions
Onions
Onions
Onions
I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my salad
I
Yo all a mine gwarn like a dapper
All a mine gwarn like a dem
All a dem gwarn like a hero like dem name superman
Ya disrespect ma DJ ah we ya program
chciałeś zaprzeczyć
Fura pitbull i szybka dziewczyna
To dobry powód by zacząć zapominać
Ty już nie słyszysz choć ja głośno wołam
Zapomniałeś co znaczy stara
through their veins
hated by few, respected by all, speak for the game
I was told, if it don't make dollars You know the rest
I finesse strategies like
devils' melons for my man Farak' Muhammed
Get a crew and try to surround me
and one by one I'll light y'all up
and send ya asses to King's County
Solo
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
mic I'm breakin necks
Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body,
I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali,
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