nigga seen from that east row of that forest now and im just tryna get my penis im like toly brown ok that engine make a holy sound take 20s that walk
pocket scale (Ugh) So I can't go broke, man Niggas know me as the dope man's dope man (Ugh) I made this one for my folks man For the J's that be smokin
God back Knuckle up boy, don't be no fucked boy Me and guillotine we run some niggas in a big truck boy Run flat boy, run that boy Bitch where I'm a send
That stuff ya boy's playin mayn it's gon be dem Jesus beats (yall ready) That stuff we bumpin ain't that lean wit it rock wit it (nope) It's that
This The Game The Reason All These Niggaz On That "Cali Love" Shit Compton Niggaz Get Grimy Too, Pull You Out Of That 6 Fuck You Up Like One Time'll Do
King Kong yea yea yea AY Jibbs this ya playa boy from St. Louis man chingy you kno tha S.S got fo' 15's the rang rover gotta cuple 12's and a hemi c
into that horn all the people gathered 'round Club manager jumped right up and said "Boy I gotta have that sound!" Scream "Hallelujah Lord!", I said the Sax Man's
A Rubber Band - A Dennis The Menace's Weapon Of Choice With The Window's Up And Sooo... Dead Intended Unattended Windows Of A Rolls, Broken Glass On The Driver's
get Bad Boy Money) ( get the dark section-its the remix-bitch thats the barack section) (Ron Browz) catch me in da coop that cost a hundred thous,
Fall Out Boy) Ba ba da da Ba ba da da Ba ba da da Ba ba da da Ba ba da da Take a look at my girlfriend She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) Not much
For This The Game The Reason All These Niggaz On That "Cali Love" Shit Compton Niggaz Get Grimy Too, Pull You Out Of That 6 Fuck You Up Like One Time
like they doin' they thang' Come on Camrom Oh boy Oh boy Dipset Dipset Oh boy Oh boy How can you be from a city so black? And bust shitty lyrics that
That's why I carry two .9's and a 25 To sell twenties, that will get you dummy high I bagged in the 125 on 25's It's the 20's on the 5, my coochie rate
all you want but cain't none of ya tell me (what?) that I don't deserve this; you lucky that we breathin Trust me, there's a REASON I'm runnin wit LB
kinky ear Bitches they stare, cause I'm WILD cock diesel Boy hopin that I recognize they girls in this song Bodda-boom-bodda-bing bodda-bing-da-bing-bong
her off Tints, rims, stashed, tick the governer off Even the cats that be hatin still be lovin the dogs Cause they know that the double R's comin for