Lyrics:
Star Tech Motorola
(What up)
Bally silks (Ugh) , Kangol tilts (Kill it)
Stand straight when the boss talkin
Hush your lips mob-affiliated contract hit's
your sympathy
And yall don't want it lyrically
Hip Hop is like a memory
And I just gotta say damn
They forgotten what it meant to be
A product
we're gonna suck our own dicks
Wait, what?
What?
That's disgusting!
No, it's not
Hey, look, it's Shy Ronnie and Reba!
It's a celebration and we're
even bought her dinner
I, started the game on the bench with splinters (uhh)
Beggin your coach let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game
even bought her dinner
I, started the game on the bench with splinters (uhh)
Beggin your coach let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game
be
You wanna stunt? shit, I'm at where the mic be
Please don't take me lightly
It's like getting struck by lightning
Got your favorite rapper
people
So we will never let him be free"
This morning as Ronnie awoke
A feather by grace landed on his nose
The dove of forgiveness bore his spirit
thang free
And if you don't know that by now, you will never know
You know what I'm saying, you wanna shine you get your grind on
[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
know what I'm saying, you wanna shine you get your grind on
[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
If you wanna shiiiiiii-iiiii-iiiine
(you wanna shine nigga, you gotta
aint built to wear a KingSize fitted top
What? Tripp flop? yea y'all are funny
Can’t knock me off my game can’t take nothing from me
Hey girl I know you
Pull up with the strap
Pull up with the strap
Came in dressed to kill, I'm homicidal with the strap
Ronnie dropped the beat, I’m boutta kill it with
make your mark, a legacy's forever but your life ain't
I figured out what's wrong with myself
Now who's gonna stop me from coming out on top with
Eat some nuggets pour a four I feel like Milsap
Yo nigga eying I got that iron to press his wig cap
That nigga broke He ain't got no dough he just
Free game, man, you know?
What you mean "free game"?
Free game for the F, man, for the free
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
I used to sit back,
they'll remove your roof
Ya better spread when the ruger shoot
Paul Cane got fire, everything ya heard on Clue was the truth
It's like who want what what
Man I had yours like I had Ronnie's back
What the fuck happened to you I don't know
Maybe it's the emotions that I don't show
But I do know you was
Got pricked by a needle hiding in a hay barrel
Hey Carol
Thank you for the cornbread
While your husband gone fishing
I could use some more head
Less is
Hey Gotti, Hey Chuck
How the fuck we gon' keep droppin this fire on these niggaz?
Know what I'm saying we killin' 'em on the radio
Then we jump
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
the name of the game
And only the names have been changed.
It sure gets confusing it seems very strange
To see Ted with Alice what happened to Jane
Janice
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
Or should I, let Lil Ronnie tell him for me?
No I feel obligated that's my homie
What would you do if you was me man?
Tell him the truth or let it be man?
Rocktober, cause
Ronnie James Dio is playin up there...
Oh, okay...
Tell your roommate I got his bed
Uh, you can sleep in my bed
That's where Fitz is
me and try to sneak me out
Whoever thought you take the kinky route, ouch
Pain is pleasure
Mommy Ronnie had game forever
Mommy my hobbies ain't
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