sleep and dem a get back up later Yo! Dat wi seh... hold on... We nah hold back nuh talk Need a work wi a work Live and direct pon a new case A so di
we the Southtown generals, Diego Don originals. Hitman for hire, made wiseguys untouchable. Border bandits, running the streets and the canvas. We live and direct
a boss) Remember birthdays (like a boss) Direct workflow (like a boss) My own bathroom (like a boss) Micromanage (like a boss) Promote Synergy (like a boss) Hit
Saturday night thinkin? about some ass Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? I wanna exercise and make her butt sweat like a spa Oh, yeah, I?m bringin? it like Tang Direct
's real, leave it for the dollar bill Niggas'll holler, "Kill, kill", then start flexin' When the shit poppin' off in my direction Nigga got a 17-shot
already buckin' Bust me lead on the double glock 'n Where the fiends roll up for rocks 'n This perfect getaway, from the pigs when I peel and I hit the
out before the sun rise Gotta stallion for your partner to ride Hit the saloon for the moonshine Down for whatever, let's ride, let's ride These directions
Get it every time You right about that I'ma shine in the limelight 'Cause I'm a king I'm not that nigga that just be tellin' you things When I hit the
glory, rewrite history Turn pages for me, my story is epic Hustle in my blood, my story is metric Bring that O backwards I'm feeling dyslexic Grew up mis-directed
[Intro] YEAH! Aight Bigg Dogg It's 'bout that time You got a cup or bottle or blunt in your hand Follow directions please Let's, GO! [Problem] Put 'em
's cool Alright You know, sometimes I wanna rap Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean Sometimes all it calls for is a nice mellow groove Hit of
like June But I'm cool as Janurary though Foxx who the King?, yeah shawty (Dey already know) I hit ya town like "What it do, what it is homes?" Direct
Flows hot like June But I'm cool as Janurary though Foxx who the King?, yeah shawty (Dey already know) I hit ya town like "What it do, what it is homes?" Direct
hit me all the time my phone be ringing off the hook like) [Ciara and Mindless Direction] We just two love birds, that's why we always tweetin'! [Ciara] He hit
end, when's it gonna end? I'm runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' home, yeah I lost all my money, I lost half my mind Can't find my direction, where'
it Relax, don't do it, when you want to come Come But shoot it in the right direction Make makin' it your intention Live those dreams Scheme those schemes Gotta hit me Hit me Hit
chick You can hit the exit Everything you sayin' It's just what I expected Parts are projected Many more than you collected Life is a movie I'm just tryna direct
my ass gun slinger like a pass i cock back and throw a bomb now hailmary your tailfairy fairy-tale very frail and yeah we got them hammers try and hit