, man outta time. All along, world was wrong. You was right. All that he saw, all he conceived, They just could not believe. Steinmetz and Twain were friends that remained
da.. I'LL SHIT ON YOU...I will shit on you I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Girl you know I'LL SHIT ON YOU...Bitch or men I'LL SHIT ON YOU...I will shit on you [Swifty:] I remain
of the mind. ' But I apose and sought for the mill,& there I found my angel, who, surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer'd: 'All that we saw was owing
Sunshower Cause we approachin the final hour You know I ahh all I can say to my brothers and sisters right now Is stay close to your families, and all
still remains that you stole my diss, ahha! [Chorus] Punk no, bitch please, Fuck hoe?s, snitch leave. Now we all wonderin? what the fuck this gay done, And we all
my transformation started only with clothes I cashed in young and bought full catalogues, I was seasonally robed You fear I'm swallowed, know that I'
, that I thug wit kill Pop to tha chest how does it feel and nigga we peel caps Pap, fit to get your wig cracked back Killin' I'm buckin' 'em down, I
. Murder one on the Clair-nine-glock-glock. Mo Thug, what's up? Nigga, get drug, put 'em in the mud, pop and I can't stop, now. Niggas that I thug with
try the eraser The more, the more The more that you appear (pharrell) g-r-i-p-p-i-n-p-i-n-e spell it bitch come on thats me i bring a burning sensation
bother 'Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your father Take heed to the master's call yes y'all (Bring your cell phone 'cause I fade them all) Bullets
the They can't find a path I like the aftermath Still I reign the sect we remain The big bad Cypress Hill, fuckin' niggas up again When I aim I'm scopin
All-all-all I do is win, man I'm on my Charlie Sheen [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Man all these boys my little sons, I know I left y'all in poor care
moon pulls on the ocean Balance on one foot that's equilibrium Opposites attract and retract that's a fact, I'm a Libra y'all 180 degrees but not that
when in bout Nine inches then I stuffed dorn draws in his couch For now I let em suffer in the morn. all then its ouch I have a devils haircut in my mind That's why I
die At night time I can hear the earth cry I wonder how many black Gods must die At night time I can hear the earth cry I wonder how many black Gods
All you got to say is hide me, I ride free I be, the one to change your birth, S.S., or ID (I got all that) Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. State
, bitch Tellin' me my style was a fluke 'Cuz I wouldn't give you boots and you thought I was cute I got loot, see money is all that I'm about Just coolin