Lyrics:
just move
Sssh……..I think he heard you
Shit! Spittas get content wit a no hitta
Pitch a basic idea, no thrilla
Jack the mic, allow(Michael) me to, rock
marijuana mascot, yeah
She give me neck, I call that ascot
Do it for the have nots, yeah
These niggas think they fucking with me, niggas on them crack rocks
It's coming like hustlin season
I rock my big fat coat in the snow
But my hands still freezing
Closed hands don't get no bread mi amor
So they crisp
cannot walk think I might need to stop
I roll me a blunt and I chop up the bong
I feel like I'm flying no Michael Jordan
Not talkin bout MJ but I wanna
Megatron
Understand I'm past hip-hop
I should be put into tiny ziplocks
Distributed by those who flip rocks
Leak use after word Smith be
So dope you
Smith and Wessun
Like Megatron
Understand I'm past hip-hop
I should be put into tiny ziplocks
Distributed by those who flip rocks
Leak use after word
on an upward trail
Because he's always by my side, he never fails me
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back keeping me on track
So if I bug
Smooth like an Isley Brother's track
Serenading speakers while coasting.
This is my winning season,
I'm Michael Jordan in his prime,
A champion crushing
you bumped heads with Dirty Rotten
Have you forgotten, I'll tap your jaw
I also kick like kung fu flicks by Run Run Shaw
Made frauds bleed every time
I’m a heartbreaker, Tom Petty
I slide then I spray like confetti
Heart cold as a yeti
I speed through the track like Andretti
And none of these
shows, was born to rock and roll
No I can't wait till the day I make it
Late night thinking bout the times that I had with my brother can't believe that
[Leatha Face]
To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock
Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box
My enemies heart
turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class, meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just
the stacks
Before I open my mouth, I get all the facts
I could never fall off, it's too many hot tracks
I'm affiliated with too many hot cats
To end up,
when she turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta
when she turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
the kids are sleeping
'Tis the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do this
Geeks here's new shit
Playboy I keep exclusives to make
Dudes see
all sound like phonies they ain't my jabronies
They ain't earning shit but rock chains like they trophies
"I'm gonna take a second to talk to you about
rock shit
And uh
I love that shit, I listen to that shit a lot, um
But, Gangstas Paradise
And then shortly after that I think it was 1st of the Month by
them niggas Never rock it the same
Boy thought he was gangster until he got shot in his braids
You know we crashing out, if ever you hopout of your lane
turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just
[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale
[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for sale
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
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