Lyrics:
Chickens on me, ain't no Popeyes
Heard he want some beef, okay I'm pullin' up with five guys
Hear me fly by, off this dope boy I be sky high
You can
gone
Love and a .45
Are all you need to get through the night
One'll kill you one'll keep you alive
Love and a .45
Parole number fourteen two
Stands
Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove
a slight grip as I like a smith and stop a stressin
A ruthless adolessence you might become a lesson
Put on My suit and clown naw playa that's what hoes do
Yo it's Friday the Palladium (whattup) what a great show
Kids chillin like nerds couldn't get in so they sittin on curbs
Cars rollin by deep, you
Marley spliff back'll make ya (Get up)
Big 6 on 20 inch make ya (Get up)
(Come on)
[Verse 1]
Jam session in the park
Smith-N-Wessun start
Charge
the roof
He landed on Mercer by Versace
Last time they see me I'll
Be shootin' out the Masi
Gucci tearaway suit's, Jesus
Make two bricks out of one
Wipe your
to show, wondering how they moving if you should know
Smith n Wesson or hooping it's the home of the shooters though
City full of crime they never seen mine
Reach Inside
2011 Grant Maloy Smith and Brett Geaber
I can read your mind
by the pictures that float on your face
like the clouds in a bright blue
We Married - The Bride SlideWizard’s ReMix
Performed by E. Walter Smith featuring LaVoria Reese
Vamp
Gotta new ring on my finger…
Sang “I Do”
We Married - The Bride Slide(Pop/R&B)
Performed by E. Walter Smith featuring LaVoria Reese & Lady Fay
Vamp
Bride Slide (Hey!)
Bride
[Verse 1]
I'm hot enough to make your skin bubble
Packin a Smith & Wesson
Uh oh, trouble, don't say nothin
You can tell that I'm evil
By
the place yea
Day 2 day is in the place yea
Big Kelz is in the Place yea
Lil trell is in the place yea
That smell we blowing haze yea
Rick Smith is in
a Smith and Wesson
I told you I don't think like yall my brain code
Is to treat hate with love you call it insane mode
Either join me in the cause or let me
Verified correct by Andy Smith, a past member of this band.
You and I are gonna get it right
Don't let me go
It takes two to make a leader but
Or Walkers or Smiths or maybe even Quavers
'cause my love for you is like drugs for ravers
With glow sticks and funny hats on
I loves you more than I loves
crashin!)
Verse Two:
Robotron golden arms, pentagon brain cell, all to
gain, chained to the bumper.
Wolfgang hunters, field goal punters tone,steel toe
material
Bang on doors like Enoch, crush kill destroy a block
Dr. Smith, Will Robinson, head-bobbinson, attack the opposite
Alternate, demonstrate, throw {?}
Green, Forget You, nigga
Two Glock 40’s, I’m Deadpool, nigga
He dropped the location, where to, nigga?
Trap house guarded by Pit bulls, nigga
Big full
against the wall
I'm feeling pressed
But nonetheless
A product of a broken system
JUST KILL EM
Still teaching lessons with that good old Smith and Wesson
in the dust
We Must, Get this money is how we feelin we Must
Verse 2
By any means necessary sell it to pregnant crack head Kerri
I mean it ain't your
The Hound of Culann, The Hound of Ulster,
He is of the otherworld,
His father is God Lugh Lamheada,
His mother Dectire is mortal.
Culann the smith
spitten Straßenkids Playershit
Ich werd' in der Szene kopiert
Matrix, Agent Smith (Apocalyptic)
Wieso bestehen denn ihre Alben aus Clubhits?
Ich seh'
That's right all you bitch made motherfuckers trying to step on your toes
Drive by let you go we mob all the time on the south side
All you
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