Lyrics:
Okay
I like this beat right here
Check me out
Okay okay, ay ay
Let’s keep it goin
Yeah you know I’m bout to go in
Swear that I won’t ever stop
half-brother
Do you not see that I give full measure, and that I am the best of hosts
If you fail to bring him to me, you will get no share from me, you will not
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
you buck
I’ll lay a nigga flat like a quarter to 3
Tried to tell y’all pussy niggas y’all ain’t fuckin wit me
I’m the man on my side of town see me when
hurt
Even though the sun ain't out you
Refuse to take ya shades off
You starin' at the tombstone
Wishin' you could rip the fuckin' name off
Me? I know
You Do You Bring Out The Best In Me
You Do You Bring Out The Best In Me
You Do You Bring Out The Best In Me
You Do You Bring Out The Best In Me
You
through
I know the plan inside your head to bring me back to you
Imma bet ya ten bucks
He gon' call me in a week
Saying that he couldn't sleep without me
Uhh
Yea yea
Real ones in the vip baby
Big bucks all the bottles on me baby
Aint with me need to see id baby
Hurry up you need to be on my speed baby
soft.
You give her trouble then she might cut your head off.
Or something that you like to think's the best:
She'll blow big holes in your chest.
new LP
from the L-E-N-see-H M-O-be
(No I'm not your Toby, just like you told me
Just found out I'm the O.G.)
(Never caught the holy ghost, sorta like
season
My best flow too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks a pack a whole arena out
of style G season
Them sucka niggas out of style G season
My best flow too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself
the pace (pace)
They throwing shade but I'm gone (gone)
You gotta keep it a buck to my face (face)
Taking the gang out of space (space)
Its best if you stay
buuuuuuck!)
[Chorus]
[Twista]
You knocked out by the Windy City southpaw
No cookin in the kitchen homie we put out raw
Midwest outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt
Take 'em up, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead (dead)
Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald head (head)
One gun, two gun, three gun, four
You
to the bang, everything I got, I got 'cause we rhyme
Tight rhyme, Had to thug it out, but it came in time, just in time
And if you give it to me, my thugs gon'
microphone
Cause after me its un-rippable
I slap you in your mouth, your drinks'll be unsippable
I got miles of styles, you must be out your motherfuckin'
all, yeah, I'm burning it up
Aw naw, Big Snoop Dogg
You tuned in to the number one
Buck one, buck two, buck three, buck four
So get real fool, fool
out
His gut like a Caesarean i’m scared for him
16 in the clip, we lettin’ eight go
You get half
Then your bitch take half: Jeff Bezos
Do the Math
Fuck
you be assed out
Puff mad L's but never passed out
And if I'm caught up in a jam I blast my way out
There'll be no lettin up, just straight shuttin
bring dem bands out
If you really getting money
Tell em' bring dem bands out
Okay it's Lucci Vee i'm checking in
Wanna verse with me better break a band
overtime
My light is meant to shine
So im out here living my life
They got me living my my my
My my best life
My my my ohohooooh
Yea yea yea yea
My life
I
season
My best flow too cold to just bring it out
But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks a pack a whole arena out
I'ma stay well guarded
And if you wanna bring me up back the fuck up off mine
then we can get it started
[Hi-C]
Crawf Dog come through, slap meat in ya
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