I could scream the words. You'd never hear anything I say. See the sweat drip from your head. I see right through your nervous smile. I see through you
I could scream the words, you'd never hear anything I say. See the sweat drip from your head. I see right through your nervous smile. I see through you
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Brick niggas get real ugly Trust me, keep your four if you feel lucky Mug me, I ain't got nothin' but four figures And weed and hash chopped in the coffee blender My
Stress got me in a figure four, raw is what I'm thinking I wonder what I'm living for, is it only to hurt first my great nan? Now I gotta put my dad
here Ain't nothin free, I'm chargin' to breathe air If it's not a Maybach really who da hell cares? My money long, my nigga, my money strong If you
We gon' take it from the bottom, M I A M I to Houston H town, Pitbull, Bun B My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise All my chicos, I gotchu
really on my mind Shut your mouth, mind your business Well, you trippin' if you think I'm gonna sit on this couch And tell this shrink what my deeply rooted problems' about The words out my
room I rest in Creepy spot where the dust covers the floor And some fishin' rods is hangin' on the door Paintin' on the wall of stick figures That's
go, ha ha Thou shalt not have no other great one but me Transcribin my lyrics is the c-h-u-b The lyrics that you hear is not his but mine While, biblical words
my pockets were full Blew some kisses to the girlies 'cause I like to tease They started chantin' my name, I said, "Ladies please" I grabbed my friends and hopped in my Benz Grabbed on Martini and Rossi passed out to my
, Ready, break it down Please pay attention to my rhymes So I can tell you all about this pal of mine He's my buddy, my best friend When it's a beat
) word up word up we go a little somethin like dis hit it It's Jazzy Jazzy (Yo my name is Jeff) Well it's Jazzy Jazzy (Yo my name is Jeff) Well it's
they come ready to mob up If it's static, one of my niggas gon' get two niggas Two of my niggas gon' get four niggas Four of my niggas gon' get more
, My vision was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids, Rhyme progression begun, something possessing my tongue, Blessing the deaf and dumb till I was falling short of breath in my
m playin games with hoes turn they hearts to jello "L" rolled from my wrist to my elbow Hella smoke got my eyes red like Elmo Music that I make got me
'm not the E, you wanna make a bet? Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone I figured you would, now leave me alone You pick and you wish on a four
