Lyrics:
to rock n roll
I want to cook rock off the stove
I want to take up the whole road
Just want to live life how it goes
Like Wazo I rage n party
Got emojis,
want some of it, I want it all
I wake up n channel it, y'all just comment
From the sideline
Award on award I'm stackin' it upward
Whole lotta cuban
Sho’ that you hustle! Slangin'
Dope turned qtrs To a half
To a whole like its nothing
They said us black folks a
Never win and our life's
Amount
I could hear the wall talk this whole time
I could see the ghosts i know i'm
Going mental might as well waste the downtime
And i know by will I'm
Hah giddyap!
Ha ha ha hah..
Another dope dope dope style
By the massive BDP crew
Of course I will now present to you
A different view
wet, real glossy
Nine lives, I die, restart it
Johnny Test, red dot, you target
Went up for a shot n flopped it
Buttered up fingers 'n fumbled
Can't hear
when Joell Ortiz first came on the scene
When Joe Budden first came on the scene, and one of the illest lyricist
In the game, when Royce Da 5'9 first
and bring it to you physical
With four-fives, four nines
Gunz ain't a thang duke
You know what them thangs do
Swing and lay whole crew
There's tension in
part of the Ural Mountains. It's crossed by 9 northern
Parallels. Ten fair-sized European states could be placed on its
Territory. Besides indigenous
the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my
niggas'll dump a clip
We by the school yard waiting for you to get your kid
I caught a A1 felony on my last bid
Kept calm, made bond, I'm on that shit
You
niggas'll dump a clip
We by the school yard waiting for you to get your kid
I caught a A1 felony on my last bid
Kept calm, made bond, I'm on that shit
You
my gun home, here borrow mine
Pop the nine like a judge "All rise"
This gun'll knock plants off tall guys
We value-packs, y'all small fries
Yo, I'm
close up with the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you
featuring Slick Rick Snoop Doggy Dogg
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
Niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
Niggaz lookin' at me strange but they lovin' my chain
Bang bang, same thang, game came when I left 'em
I do
Tech N9ne)
Grim reaper to Ariel Castro, Adam Lanza, James Holmes
Flame on, no it ain't wrong when I'm gonna have them plans for cancer
Then land ya in
B Town represent
Um, and I remember when I was in high school I was standing at the bus stop
City blocked
Every block lettered off
N block, C block
Yeah, the Dayton family in this bitch for the 9-6 fool
Know what I'm sayin DTS
and I ain't talkin about downtown security bitch
Dayton Avenue be true
Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me
Yea these niggaz mad 'cause I came up over night be
Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff tightly
So
[G-BONE]
Draped in powder blue
Walkin' through the hood, strapped
With the .9 millimeter, straight
Feelin' good, stroll
Over the Bradfield,
shorty
Whole lotta red
I'm rocking this 40
Whole lotta red
he talking too much
Whole lotta red
He bleeding too much
You need to breath
We on cloud 9
We
I don’t hit licks no more I get paid
I’ve been doing shit
Since I was in sixth grade
Ain’t no where to go
But rap this whole thing
Rap this whole
witcha imma ether you niggaz
We can go album for album to see who the illest
I got rhymes by the thousands but need the money wit it
Put my flag
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