ay! now obey when we say back that thang up and then press replay so back that thang up and then press replay dash is the limit cold flame is the fuckin
/ Seen bullets pop off Cause of greed and lust And when the big dogs die Who gon feed the pups My niggas is here, so you know the circle is tight I circle
women Built-in pool to swim in But the plan is to start from the floor, and raise it up Then you hit 'em in the head 'til your days is up You blazin'
, baby It's going down all night, baby Shootin' all haters on sight, baby That's right, make room E and Short be on fire Everything we do is fire This song is
it's bedtime Anything I'm on is a classic, any nigga Ever had beef with, son is a bastard Anytime I spit, spit acid, L O X Ruff Ryder you heard? We
the climate is always sunny for money the small timers become grindas escalate to big timers pimp niggas got bitches trickin vagina. This Shit Is
Its complicated It always is That?s just the way it goes Feels like I waited so long for this I wonder if it shows head under water Now i can't breath
microphone) Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect you mic) Ka??t kalem bir de ilham al?nacak (And here is the paper and the
true Past relationships ive been through Loads of stress so give me ur best The truth is she just my ex Im with you ive been true Past relationships ive been through Loads
They say "Skepta, you must get loads of girls" the music's picked up now tell em like J2k, nahh, it's all switched up now she thinks that if she talks
"Banned From TV" Heavyweight hitter Hit you, watch your whole head split up Loco-is-the-motion, we comin' th'ough Hollow tips is the lead the .45 threw
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X) It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the Tilt Faded off a eightball, when I got the phone call I recognized
breath, money on my mind (yeah) You god damn right motherfucker it's on again Coolio what's the plan? [Coolio] It's a motherfuckin come up, nigga load
(Chorus)x2 We Creep, creep, creep, and we crawl,crawl Crawl, ballin' on all of y'all Niggas heavy in the game And we connectin' the plots, and we connectin
a cloud of smoke is all you see Yeah... Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably Ballin' Uncontrollably B-ballin' Uncontrollably [x4] Bitch, get
to find me Blood in my eyes Everywhere I go [Verse 3: 2Pac] They got me mobbin' like I'm Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on I load my clip and slip my
Charlottes Web is gonna miss you My issue wasn't televised and you aint gotta tell the wise how to stay on beat cause our lives an instrumental This is