Lyrics:
to Diamond D, Flavor U-N-I-T
We sneakin' up on ya, watch your ass for nine-three
Sneakin' up, sneakin' up
Creepin' up on ya, creepin', creepin' up on ya
Ha, ha
Eh, eh, eh, eh Get out my face check it
Mobb shit bitch
Lynch Mobb mane
Eh, eh The Lu-Lun-iz
3 Times
Me Ager Man
Bart
Let me turn up
Marshalls for $9 99. Now I drive a minivan with Purell hand cleaner and Clorox wipes, and I'm dressed like a gift certificate from TJ Maxx.
The only good
many apple pies
Click your heels three times, kid
And now you can see what my rhymes did
Suckers and nerds come in herds just like cattle
First I
it, c'mon! Eh! Oh!
[Chorus]
Got Cartier frames coverin' up my eyes
26 inches in between my tires
Knot in my pocket man at least three grand
diamonds
Oh!
[Chorus]
Got Cartier frames coverin' up my eyes
26 inches in between my tires
Knot in my pocket man at least three grand
Diamonds on my neck
baghin lktamiya
Mtab9inha 3la kolch
El7ajaj 9ara9och
Li dwa mamanoch
Ki l pyramids dyl kush
Ba7alk b7al jorge bush
Duplicata mnk jouj
Gol lfdoli
Followed by two-six-five-three-five-eight-nine
Circumference over diameter
Seven-nine, then three-two-three
OMG, can't you see?
for my son
Three days old he a G already won
Pimp these hoes, I ain't wifing even one
Make these bowls in Miami, spent a ton
I don't run it up for
took me back
Had no friends for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in the county jail.
Early next morning about a half past nine
I
My niggas walkin' up, pullin' up, fuck a drive by
'cause the nigga on the passenger side automatically die
Capable to slide, wit' a you-P-T
You
dressed up
To play croquet
(croquet, croquet, croquet!)
One, two, three, four, five six seven eight nine
Do it in order, or lose your time,
Wicket sport is
Leggo"
Um (Ugh)
Hundred thousand dollars' worth of diamonds
I be shining and that nine that I be palming
Fitting fine up in the lining (Ugh)
Fresh
(amen)I live by it, I die by it, I live by it, I die by it
(Cris Cain)
Big Shotty,Big 9, cK, 45,
Spin the block 1 time, 2 time, 3 Time, 4 times
Oh My GOD
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
to be the pentagon, now its pentaGONE
AA77
Time to 9/11
The pentagon
Shit got five sides
Piss on your lawn
Three big guys
Can't be fucked to land on your
back, I'm finna fly
Thirty-four people in front of you, you gotta sit in line
Thirty-five, rollin' up Durantulas, these three fives
Why your wrist
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
thangs
Niaggas are taggin', they backin' up, they let'em hang
My niggas walkin' up, pullin' up, fuck a drive by
Cuz the nigga on the passenger side
This is the day they try to re-enslave us
Grow my hair long, Angela Davis
So I can get recognized by the space invaders
Storm troopers, have you heard
with no ceiling
Pretty broads with me chillin'
Smashin' hard like a engine got a 9
That's a semi for you boys you act silly
Straight up out the struggle
adrenaline
Roll day on the strip, SK in the crib
Hundred crack viles, playin' the Benj'
Nickel nine gleam, like it's Armor All'd up
My squad be armed up
back... trooper
9-0 never lack loser
Niggas bitches ion fuck w no rumors
Im fitted up bitch im dressed in that puma
She like spanish so i rap like ozuna
as shit
Yeah, them niggas bump shooters
How you had me, but you miss
Do you wanna take that risk
Suit it up, we about to spin
S4 was a fighter, K3 was dead
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