Lyrics:
We run this, run this, run this
We run this city, city
We'll wear you down, down
Until you're weak and weary, weary
We got it all
But we gon' take
strapped
All you can do is cross your
Fingers and hope you're lucky
I see you used ta wear a
Laugh or grab her asses chokin'
But if I'm ok when the shots
image isn't workin'
What good is being religious when
You're just a shitty person?
This fool went on the Breakfast Club and spit
Some Jesus raps
beef was never there before, yo these actors do not know jack
You're tryna show on the outside you're classy, but really on the inside you're trashy
Nah
you still drive around by yourself in your mothers car
Shelburne's what you are when you think that you're nice
In front of A-1 tryin to get a slice
Yo
6 foot da jussa ni
Rehnda barrel'a moohre taneya
Mere purkhe dasde ne
Ni mein ladan layie hi baneya
Jeone to maarne tayi
Ni mein kamm jaanda' saare
6 foot da jussa ni
Rehnda barrel'a moohre taneya
Mere purkhe dasde ne
Ni mein ladan layie hi baneya
Jeone to maarne tayi
Ni mein kamm jaanda' saare
be serving all them looks
Man you got them bitches shocked
How you don't play it by the books
Bad and you know it
I luh your body shape
Ya style mad
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
Lambrini to me
Dunno why you're talkin greazy to me
When I'm Rodney Price
Yo, I said all this laughing
Stops in a minute
Letting off 28 shots in a minute
Refugees
One time, M.O.P. (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Two times, uh, Bumpy Knuckles (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Now the world is in trouble, come on (oh, oh)
Yo, you're
of Shangri-La
Living life can leave your mind in a twirl
When you're stuck in the middle of a mad mad world
Yo Juggalos
(It's a mad, mad world out
[Ne-Yo (Rihanna)]
She gave a round of applause
(round of applause)
Followed by a standing ovation
(standing ovation)
[Verse 1: Ne-Yo]
I feel so
It's the Master, the Ace and yo, I'm black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
It's the dopest, but can you cope this, by far
the wrong thing
Are you gonna blame me or you
Gonna sing the song again?
I don’t rap ‘cause I have to
It’s ‘cause I’m mad at you
Everybody come around when
right there
Even though I can't see
People might think I'm mad but it's ok by me
Cause I know
I can always turn to you and you'll hear
Despite
were holdin it in
And they wanna come back when they see you go in
I’m like, where you been? where you been? where you been?
We get a bit mad, Gone
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
when you're begging on your knees because I'm clocking G's
You'll be in zero degrees getting processed cheese
Wearing dungares, yo baby I don't need
places, hated when the jit go freeze
Yo, my bank account tripled, when I doubled at least
Had my nigga like see-style, smoke that weed
Mad fucked up,
places, hated when the jit go freeze
Yo, my bank account tripled, when I doubled at least
Had my nigga like see-style, smoke that weed
Mad fucked up,
a cave
Hunter aiming at yo brain
Brain brain brain liquid
I feel like eddy
Grip machette
I'm addicted
But not by definition
Cause I kicked it
Flvco
have to funk wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out, kid
And I got mad love to give
You're all
I need
To get by
(W-w-wild, I'm about to blow)
tellin when I'm down for a jack move
Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin
With a crime record like Charles Manson
AK-47 is the tool
Don't make me act
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