Lyrics:
the bomb
Far beyond I'm headed
Big butter j-a-y uh
Oh my lord
Ain't nobody touching
So I still ain't tried
Back when I was a little child it wasn't
Ak97 gjør en drive by
Så si no feil om buddha
Gutta klikker det blir full fight
Du burde backe ut
Sitt og ta det chill
Ingen her som backer ut
Kan ta det
that Sunshine by Atmos
Fearing the action of eating incase it came back up
Bottle's looking good, but it's deceiving like a catfish
Wrapped around
Inside my ride, put your hand on the wood, good
And tell me lil' something that I really want to hear, baby have no fear
I'll be oblige to the side
Yeah
Aye Adam we good
Alright
Daniel J
Aye, bring everything else in right now
Yeah
Aye
This Versatility by Daniel J you know
All I gotta say is, aye
Kabs you're a killer for this one bro
Chris Kabs you're a killer for this one
Hey J what's good what you telling me
They say you're cool it's
[cover song of "I Got 5 On It" by Luniz]
[Intro]
Haha, re-re-remix, bitch!
(Throw me that fire!)
We creepin' in, too, baby!
(We got 5
""What If I Told You I Love You""
(M. Finney, J. Stringfellow)
Put that needle on that record man
It's something good for the soul
Something you all
[Chorus: Lil' Wyte]
Jus' the good 'ole boys - hangin' out geddin' high
Jus' the good 'ole boys - watchin' cops ridin' by
Jus' the good 'ole boys - sittin'
a goddamn good friend
Uh huh, uh huh
Stoned is the way,
Blown off a J, let me toke and turn the zone on
Can I feel it?
Nothing can save ya', something
a notch
Hit the replay, for dirt bomb niggaz in the P.J.
To Klingon, bring on, the Good Times for Keyon
Hood rhymes that's be-yond ya thinkin
For eons,
Ton cœur j'ai confisqué En plus j'ai les briser
I can not lie I need you right by me, yeah yeah
They don’t know the in’s and outs they just wanna see us
Ton cœur j'ai confisqué En plus j'ai les briser
I can not lie I need you right by me, yeah yeah
They don’t know the in’s and outs they just wanna see us
enough
It ain't enough It ain't enough
Feeling too good got me
Smoking like it ain't enough
I roll up a fat sack
Yeah I need it by the pound like
HARD NUT
Ola Onabule © 2010
That's Big J, kept alive by the power of anger.
Never knowingly ran from a chance to get hurt, Or make hurt.
But his
Swag walking
Quiet when the cash talking
Only thing loud is the J on sparking
Gave me her number but I wasn't off it
She know a nigga balling
She
someone else
Now he's moved by basket
I'd like to put him in a casket
I'll wear my best collar to his funeral
Ta mauvaise foi, j'aimerais bien que ça
and on his knees he confessed
The sins committed by us, evil you're thought to be and stood with
He might just die again, bc it's odd to see a good wish
the bomb
Far beyond I'm headed
Big butter j-a-y uh
Oh my lord
Ain't nobody touching
So I still ain't tried
Back when I was a little child it wasn't
the transformation begin
I'm becoming something else
I have created new life
Growing up I had a chip on my shoulder
I never knew how good I had it
Til I grew out
I ain't really trying to sit around all day
Waiting for something to change
I'ma get up go and be on my way
To another road that I may face
And I pay
Everything costs something bro
When it's somewhere somewhere else you just lost something yo
The cost of opportunities is always good to know
But
of the 5% an oral tradition's something you didn't invent and the fraudulent rap lyrics that you present. You're delousional if you think your good maybe you
The white bitch got rich like Federline
Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac
The weed good price,
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