Lyrics:
and Hamm'
Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted
and Hamm'
Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted
"We've only just begun"
Oh, yes, indeed, I like this, I like this
Hey, yo, Hi-Tek, do me a favor, man
Speed it up a little bit
From the intro
I been dealing
Im tryin to hit the ceiling
Bitch get up out yo feelings
You know that this heart ain't for stealing
But I'll sell it for a million
So
Jahr'n den Erfolg prophezeit?
Ich war noch nie so nah an mei'm Lebensziel
Habe dieses Jahr 'ne
Wahnsinnstournee gespielt
Ja, und mein Major-Deal, er lief
instrumentals off Youtube you could call me Jack the Ripper, I'm funny
Jump inside the green as quick as a bunny, my money low so I aint eatin no mo
I take a beat
Meinu Vairi Kehnde ne, 47 ni Muteyaare
Mere Vairi Kehnde ne meinu 47 ni Muteyaare
Uhh
Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making
Meinu Vairi Kehnde ne, 47 ni Muteyaare
Mere Vairi Kehnde ne meinu 47 ni Muteyaare
Uhh
Sick, thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on making
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
a sack of rocks right under it
The funny thing is, this murders funded by the government
Yo they'll kill you and put the crack in your pocket to make it
my process, yo.
I remember driving down the Sydney freeway
Wu-Tang blaring then Tech N9ne, thatʼs what we played
Two peas in a pod, pun by pun relay
Sick sick sick sick sick
She was agreeing that you a lil nigga
Call a couple Zoes they told they’ll kill for me
Riding proper with the Prada
(Greatness)
Ain't a thing changed but the
Number on the statement (Statement)
NBA résumé: balling's my occupation
Kush so loud
I can't hear what was you saying?
layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my
where my vatos chuck up C H
I knew I hadda kill it when I heard the instrumental
Let me teach you how to do it so we could rock out for a little
Go
dem a lone gunman
Talk dem a talk, yo a wah do some man?
(Yo a wah do some man?) Fool dem
(1ne 1ne 1ne 1ne) 1ne
(1ne 1ne 1ne 1ne) 1ne family
Mi fren
Instrumental (4 Bar’s)...
Intro: Alucard (Spoken 4 Bar’s)
Yo 扉をあけて!
The midnight assassin is now in full effect,
And it’s after dark so let
again)
All my niggas be blowin' on trees
Hands so sick so they throwin' up keys
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
I say all y'all
grass, so I can see them snakes
Wearing designer, I know isn't in
I keep it old school like the Fresh Prince
I sing like Ne-Yo, yeah they "so sick"
But I'm
that stuck around
You can't forget who was there instrumental
You was rapping i was singing oh man so sentimental
Hoping we could outlast by tryna
mekuta me seat
Boy Mat) atua aka agye hoñ receipt
Bisa Ices me jingle tumi killè beat ...are U kidding Me?
I'm so instrumental - i go fit beat U
Arhymic
more than hate to deprive me
Of my stride
So creative
The scene gone lose its mind
Gimme some of yo sick beats
I be killin em
Every single word i write
pop it off
Your manna will fly into the sky like EasyJet
Cause I'm back in my zone again, it's mental
Listening to the same instrumental
Staying up so
Lorenzo in a Benzo
I was banging with a gang of instrumentals
Got the pens and pencils, got down to business, but sometimes
The business end of this shit
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