means Houses on fire, they're blowin' up cars Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars Went to trick or treat the first house on my block
can forget about it! im off the chain like a fith of henacy or like a pimp be when he see a nigga try tip sweet Let your lips speak, see the clip leak
in STRANGE MUSIC BOX Bump then slap again, Why STRANGE MUSIC KNOCKS Back up openin STRANGE MUSIC BOX A Big Blue Music Box (Web Slingin Sounds) (Lynch) Spiderman off this lyrical Vicadin Off
like livin' in a war, walkin' through shootouts And you doubt God exists, when hard fists Be poundin' on your head like jackhammers You're trapped in the black
I'mma pimp her, it's over man, it's over man, it;s over man [Missy] Oh is that your bitch Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick Keep licking her lips
man I'mma pimp her, it's over man It's over man, it's over man Oh, is that your bitch Why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick Keep licking her lips
my day off, aint nuttin like getting weighed off Scrape off the plates Shake off the flakes Dad daddy make all the kit kat I gotta lay off the way
Jigga man, Iceberg with the frozen hands Weddin' bands don't make it rosy man Oh, is that your chick, why she all in his six? With her hand on his dick, keep lickin' her lips
ya wig off, i smoked a marbol to try to keep myself stable loadin guns at the round table, now i'm able, capable to take another one out, loose lips
, we got big guns in here Coke over there with blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair And there's Boss Hog black and white pit with the pink lips
We got big guns in here, coke over there With blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair And there's Boss Hog black and white pit with the pink lips
hear tonight Hips, dick-lick the lips, bitch you goin home tonight I'm a money-maker, just shakin that thing your momma gave you Creamin that black heritage
make you say it loud Let's walk through this block, head up And anybody can pop a lead off Let me see you shoot a .50 caliber and pop a head off We
shape cookie Shit one, dro one nigga flood the block If I don't go to jail niggas birds gone flop Nigga sittin' on the toilet bitch get off the pot
, Dro one, nigga, flood the block If I don't go to jail, niggas, birds gone flop Nigga sittin' on the toilet, bitch, get off the pot The bird just landed
I'ma drop It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks Givin head to the glock, pretend it's hard cock Splashin niggas I came slow through the block
, beatin mammas while makin Cool Whip Face down, gettin dirt on my back to school fit My neighbor that was next to me got black and blue lips When the
do what I do Keep it real fuck wit' me or my dogs and you get yo shit peeled On the real we pack steel that'll kill Loose lips ain't shit so keep yo