So you want to tie both my arms off and force feed me to sharks Just for the sake of releasing me from a memory of when you slept in the serpent's
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So you want to tie both my arms off and force feed me to sharks Just for the sake of releasing me from a memory of when you slept in the serpent's den
short, but you cant FUCK with his last joint or the before and he was gonna raise hell like them country boys if you confront him then you better come
he never went out of state Now consume the toxic logic plus the toxic fumes Out of tune and now assumed to be Nom De Plume Better known as Big Willie
At My Shadow How We Get It And No Stoppin How We Did It I Dont Know I Just Know I Gotta Get Some So Ruthless, When I Fuck Better Duck When You See Me
like their son! Niggas know that's bulletproof, bomb bulletproof, .8-proof! Shoot a big gun, that's should be like: "ping, ping! " [beat starts] [Intro 2: 50 Cent] Easy man! Niggas better
so nice Better than a bowl of red beans and rice Sweet tea and ice wouldn't it be nice If two nights we could unite And go get a room down at the 8 And
more than money Better than anything I could imagine All of ya souljahs keep on smashin We could chill in the hood look mansion ansion (All the way) [Verse 8
: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 It's the ten tape commandments wha wha what Ha ha yo Niggas can't tell me nothin about these tapes Can't tell me nothin about these
wanna sink you deep, You better call your mother baby, Cos we won?t get no sleep, No, No! [Chorus ] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, Oh 8, Concentrate while
Imma be up; Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to re-up It's time to re-up It's time to re-up; 7:30 in the morning, Nigga we gon' be up We gon'
and ya dont stop Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya dont quit Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya dont stop Come on Wes, give 'em what ya got Give
't satisfied And you don't wanna' answer to my "Who's?" and my "Why's?" (Eh) Just loan me back my keys to my CL55 Better hurry the bus leave at 7:55 (
But if this dude ain't like thirty he don't know who I am Boo boo my name, monetary gain is better than fame But let's face it without the spotlight
The Fever, before +Missy's+ first +Misdemeanor+ Before Run's, first pair of Adidas, got heaters And I pop pop, pop, pop, heaters Stop dealers, on my block
