taught me to pull out my Wesson You brought and am I stressing it softly Get 'em up off me 'cause all we wanted Was harmony been bombing 'em yell up
you taught me to pull out my wesson you brought And am I stressing it softly get 'em up off me cause all We wanted was harmony been bombing 'em yell up
fuckin SWAG Hop up in that 2012 black jag Lil Dre' or Lil Smook? 360 bands with the panoramic roof 360 bands, with the 360 bands With the 360 bands,
no time for learned speech This is no time to count your blessings This is no time for private gain This is the time to put up or shut up It won't come
I thought you bout to tell him off, what's up Man I'ma tell him when I feel like it, man shut up And you ain't even back me up when we s'posed to be
hold of it, they making it better, my verse, on the verse, hold it, don't let go, babo [CHORUS 2 X] [Eminem] guys you thought, i'd be gone, shut up
Jersey state line Barefoot girl, sitting on the hood of a Dodge Drinking warm beer in soft summer rain The rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants Together
Run up on the new sound, leavin' cracks in the ground What's goin on my man? God damn and now my brain is hurtin' Listen up, Bust-up, straight gon' hit
Know that, it's going to be in a different language The language of love cannot be translated, yo Love is blind, you just see bright light You up in
band I swear this right here is history in the makin' man I really apologize how I sound right now man If it's unclear at all, man They got my mouth wired shut
says she loves me but she comes and goes when she pleases When the door shuts, it's like another papercut And now I'm stuck with a hand full of Band-
balance on telephone wires Psycho, setting fires Caught me naked in a tree Was it me, ICP Yes, I sing in a rock and roll band "Yeah, dude, what's up
in a barn? Shut the fuckin door You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you ...Okay now I dare you Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and count to
here we go, here we go, here we, here we here we go A lot of niggaz bitin' off my old style flow But up off the subject, you know I shut 'em down an
some mo' Motherfuckers love the way I swing my ass up And bitches hate to see me when I tip my glass up But I don't give a fuck, I'm up in V.I.P. Drunk
the blunt, im feelin good in the cut, What the fuck? Give it up, give it to 'em, Set 'em up, roll right through Knock em down, pick em up Know he knows
the blunt, fill it good in the cup, What the fuck? Give it up, give it to ?em, Set ?em up, roll right through Knock em down, pick em up Know he knows