[Chorus x2: Mr. Serv-On] Believe me when I tell you boy we runnin this here Believe me when I tell you fool we got this here Believe me when I tell
you see me you gotsta calm down [Chorus] If you see me in the bank look calm down na If you see on the shine look calm down na If you see me in the
my thug nigga crew, come on I'm just doing what them drug dealers do Makin' money, smokin' weed, with my thug nigga crew, ya heard me? [Mr. Serv-On]
Let me see your war face I'm ready for war now Let me hear your battle cry I'm ready for war now Let me hear marchin, look I'm ready for war now Let me
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gun slinger - consider me a home wrecker I'm a gun slinger - they label me as a dome checker [B.G.] Nigga, I swear, you don't want me to go off 'Cause
the static that ya talkin Stop ya from walkin with the Calico, stop ya hoes From playin wit me, my nine stayin wit me Niggas in banged up cars wit battle
laid out Birds and money that's all that excite me Fuck bitches I'm bout money that's all that entice me President lover, undercover, ain't another like me
playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef Tragedy, homicide, battle me
tell your bitch to stop complaining bout her achy tits her body is a temple i don't give a fuck I'm atheist make me stop make me bitch she mad because
Oliver Otubanjo.." "..bringin' the Rockets like the mad motherfucker.." "..Es is F zum R.." "..Ich frag die Rapper: Flowst du noch oder schlafst du schon?.." "..Battle me
a bail jumper, you know them fish scale pumper Fuck judge wong he gon' catch me on the corner Nigga make poor attacks, homie ya owe me You wanna rap we can battle
call, my fathers to follow Proving that I am a man With honour in my breast I will win my battles My love to you will give me my strength to live And
me? High one are you guarding me? Hidden face with many names one-eyed master of disguise unknown you wander for few to see mystery-man, are you watching me
: [Verse 1] I was looking in the mirror last night but I don?t like what I see Looking at the reflection but I don?t like what?s looking at me Too light
: [Verse 1:] I was looking in the mirror last night but I don't like what I see Looking at the reflection but I don't like what's looking at me Too light
2 J, c'est elle Un tel, c'est elle Pis elle le sait J'compte pas de menteries J'reste moi Come, come, follow me Feel mon vibe, feel moi Understand me?
alone. Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries. I'm hearing opera through the door. The souls of men and women, impassioned all. Their voices climb and fall; battle