Search results for 'running by 100 portraits' Page #11

We don't need ten thousand men
Just give me that three hundred
Jesus Christ He be the king
For him we gone be running
Running running
We don't need

running thru like (Whoa)
Girl, I need you by my side
Girl, I need you by my side, looking right like (Whoa)
Girl, I need you my life
Girl, I need you my

Top down, she got flew'd out (whoa)
On the back seat with the extendo (yeah)
Smokin' indoor with my jewels out (yeah)

One-twenty, I blew right by

Now i'm the plug myself
I had to get it by myself
I had to get it by myself
I had to get it by myself
Ran up a hundred, I ain't need nobody help

It

with it (uh huh)
Don’t get distracted by lil bitty bitches
it’s time to party she flashing her titties
(God is my witness)
Sealing the deal with

you like a portrait Stewie kills Lois
No respect so I'll treat you like Meg
You're a weird ass nigga you watched Sanjay and Craig
I'm running

Arguing bout Brady and his new receivers

Young boy running off with Adidas
Out here playing that follow the leader
Grippin that corner like Marcus Peters

Real Shit

Rakim

The Master

1999

you're running by, trip you up from behind 
My rhymes, confuse niggas 
Like somebody try to gang-bang 
Wearin' a blue shirt and red pants, throwin' up

but I change the game
All summer listening to Gunn wunna
Sorta wonder how I gotta drip like some water running
Road running keeping money coming by

I’m Joe Biden and I approve this message
Ya
What’s up, what’s up
Imma keep one hundred
If y’all elect Trump again imma go London
Paid it upfront I

What you got a hundred in your vest, a 20 in your wallet
I don't need a profit, got some change in my pocket
I aim to make an impact, they aim

you done the same, what the fuck you lying for
I’’ve been running trains, selling tickets to the customers
You don’t own a track, so man, what the fuck

haters though these Saint Laurents
(Bring your friend)
Ill show you both how to be with a boss
Got these dollars I keep it running up
(Yeah)
Can't get

I can't stop till I make 100 mil
So 100 mil only time I'ma go out
(Go out)
Ha
Told them don't step too far
Dober lane, jump out the star
Running up

Sorry been stacking the chicken, yeah
To all my fans
We running up hundred and bands
Throwing the ones on the stage
Yeah we go and get paid
Directed

need to slow down take a break
Out of breath on my knees

Running out of time running out of time
So much to do but life keeps going
Losing my mind I'm

Marshwan Beast Mode, hundred miles and running
I'm hard to catch, rewind it cousin
Approach with caution otherwise your bugging
Human contraband to laws

Oh you good for nothing
You got me bugging
I feel like it's something coming
Up in my stomach
Oh I can't keep on running
You good for nothing
I know

feeling like a hundred degree
Make u melt like an ice cream
Going fast with my 'Rari
Passing by all these nerdies
He a rebound
He gone right now
Don't hear

miles...
And if you'll think of that number, 22 million miles
That's nearly a hundred times the distance from here to the moon

This city run by politicians

Wherever I go man I keep the trap jumping
Just the other day man I
Spent about a hundred
I ain't worried bout yall
Ima keep getting money
I ain't

Close To the Edge

Yes

Yessongs [Video]

1997

A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun,
And take away the plain in which we move,
And choose the course you're running

Down at the edge, round

of mine 
a brand new skin, I am alive”. 
Slaughtering all my memories 
so intensively 

Family? What is family 
but a portrait never seen. 

Swallowed by

funny
Six months of running and gunning Im trying to get a quick 100
Never learned the fundamentals you going down with dummies
Getting it gone by