was left out about a watch What is you thinkin'? Murk you Plus the muscle that you bringin' is nothin' to me If you thuggin, a fake and shaked on Cuban, shout out
the eyes, despise the wise Wanna test a *** size, that'll cost him *** *** around wit the wrong *** Y'all get mo murdered all day, all day We done paved
pick up the album man" and I bet they refrain, from all of their claims/ you know that we still the shit...hey, hey/ Light it up (light it up) I feel
fiendin' All I be needin' is sticky green man When I be ridin I'm smokin' and leanin' You ain't comprehendin' that meanin' About the sticky, the sticky, the green
Jane, and personal lighter, We keep that fire, fire; baby, baby, Krayzie, faded, we blaze shit all day, When we rumble, (uh oh) We just like animals out
Two shots in the air for niggas that ain't here Two tone, two door, gray top, roof floor Green guap galore in and out of new hall That bright light you
two shots in the air for niggas that aint here two tone, two door, grey top, roof floor green guap galore, in and out of new hall that bright light you
... In the nights.. your brain is out when the cocaine... Again I know my men got life out the game, Don't stop so pull the weed out tonight's... Yeah
like the city of Gods We be screamin out "we gon' make it" but I pity the odds I'm like knock out Ned when I pop out led But I even been around to
behind the desk, you know, watch a lil' cable Put my lil' man out, throw a few grand out Get into some pop music, put a rock band out Got wit' my nigga K, Kool and Whop Green
Man i got my dark glasses on cuz im ready for the big lights all my money counted all my rubbers skin tight me i always stood out you was more the in
, 'bout to take another vaca' On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode His way out the hood and I pray that I stay out for good But any day you know
new form of macking, don't be old fashioned Update your passion Only reason why I be eye chattin' It's when it's time for some action I wanna hit it way, way out
Nintendo, Blowin On Da Indoe, Indoe, Purp Out The Window, Kush In Da findo Make A Nigga Get Low, SouljaBoyTellEm, Yeah Get Low Folk. S.O.D Till Da Day
wit the polo dude Trunk beatin hard every time my car start Cheesy diamonds in my chain stanky like a fart (stanky!) photo shoot everywhere soulja boy go green light flashin light
I count the empty bottles upon the bar But I give up I can't count that far The lights in this place are too dim to see They're kickin' me out, it's a
these totured screams?" and the Angel said unto me, "These are the Cries Of The Carrots. The Cries Of The Carrots, Y'see Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is Harvest Day
need the cops to get the f*** off of my d*** Different day, same s*** media and paparazzi love Envy and betrayal, my heart's cold as hockey gloves I light