Lyrics:
chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay
of beans
Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?
You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?
Actin' like you
furthermore...)
Alan's solo:
You tweety-birds are always singin' away
Never givin' up thought of what you say
We cows do - shedding takes up most of our day
the power, the pulse, the hunger inside inside
We are warriors of the night, unstoppable ride
Through the neon streets, where dreams are born,
In the heart
just shoot him in his eye
Would you still be by my side yea
Baby are you down to ride yea
I need a ride or die chick don't need no
Tweety pie
I need
one day we gone eat exceptionally
Still thinkin bout what We been thru
But it pushed me to the point where i got to
Look around bigger homie now you got
to night
Everybody thuggin'
Lovin' ain't a thang you'll see until you meet a bride
But now the mains ain't even special
We treat women like a bunch of lil
stop right quick
I'm finna go to Campbellton, man, you know what I'm saying (why are we stopping?)
Finna go 'head, you know what I'm saying, my
My
that I was much happier when I valued misfortune
I think that where I'm at now, external forces endorse it
But what I do ain't who I am. Fuck the boss
bringin' to the 'Hotel'?
And where the fuck was you
When they got there?
Then on Vlad you said you gave guns to R
Kelly and compared it to a cheese steak
Why
home of the brave (woo!)
Motherfucker, now you know
Where I'm from where it's at
What?! motherfucker get got!
Bitch-ass nigga.. home of the brave
When the fighters all around
All the lovers are on the ground
No one will save you anymore
So wha'ts happenin', whachu you rappin about
Lets see
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die
[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
watch that pitch
Imma beat that ass you choose ya switch lil boy
Let me explain
They got me trapped in a game
They cut me deep dealt the pain
Now I cut
the music come out
Of yer snout
Sing you sinners, wontcha' sway and swing
Check it out
Dig the drift of what I mean
In a world where there's no music,
a dead man)
You're officially dead, from now on you are now marked for death
(Marked for death lil nigga!)
I'm a fill you up wit lead, from now on you are
I don't take back none the shit I said to you, lil' bitch
I don't take back none the shit I said to you, lil' bitch
Don't get how these hoes are so
Hopin' that our beams'll match
Gotta see you later baby, I'm a fiend for that
Wide body Navigator but my screens are flat
Now we watchin' motion
'll live.
Hahahaha
Lil homie, lil homie, lil homie, where the homie?
What you on? What you on? Is you my little homie?
Lil homie, lil homie, haha
(Ay ay
Don't gotta talk lil baby just hear
I'm with gang lil nigga we here
You think that tough but I'm seeing straight fear
Are you gone slide lil nigga we
uplasted
(chorus)
Ima bout to bust all you motha fuckaz(just a lil)
Don't touch me 'cause you get fucked up(just a lil)
Where the party at I'm tipsy
this scum on your chest? did that little rubber mammy 'do something' on you?
Thing-fish: (alarmed)
Ob'dewlla! you lil' vagrant! what you been up to wit
“Where's the baby?”
He said: “Jason, buddy, maybe now you see why fuckin' Scrappy's gotta go!”
All Cartoons are fuckin' dicks
They get their kicks from
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