my beat down he let me go, i turn the corner let my beat pound turn my beat down , wont turn my beat down I tell em never i forever let my beat pound
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the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Jeahh) I'm young and thuggin, I don't give a fuck He can make love to you, I'ma beat it up… [Chorus] [
I'm on a roll, around and around I go When will I stop? I don't know Tryna pick up where the Eminem Show left off But I know anything's possible Though
scared, yeah yeah I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared [x2] You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I got my knife boy, I kill you, you
little carryvola I don't mean to hold you up But I got somethin to say Swear to only give you hot shit everyday Afraid of us, you know this ain't
I ain't praying too much Cause I be sinning everyday so I ain't praying enough And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough But if it's beef
bitch Money won't change nigga neva average That's why I'm livin' this bitch so lavish [Hook - 2X] [Verse 3: Birdman] Yea nigga We been blowin' out the pound
Yo I ain't featherweight nor bantom weight, Cause the only thing I be is heavyweight, Let me demonstrate lyrically decorate, Check out the vibe that I
stakes are rich, take a hit or stay the price is high, someone's gonna pay Heads I win, tails you lose out of my way I'm coming through roll the dice don't
as I'm alive, paw I got to strive I ain't sittin roadside, that ain't harder to plan I'm out here for my fam doin all that I can I love my city, sweet
I'm entertaining, wild ain't it. How me and mugs, I hang with Hannibal Lector (Hot Shit), So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud wha. I'm from the
will pound, I hope girls, I hope boys Understand what I'm quoting, I'm not joking Or freaking, this is a Queen speaking Wis words, when I'm done I
I don't care, So Got damn ya, This biggest watch, Costs more than yours, I built a house, You can't afford, It's Stupid Big, It got an ocean view, it'
a king with a crown When I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootie Hustling deals like Micky Macoote When I wake up I like a pound of bacon Start off
no money from the bank, I get shit I Stomp down your whole compound Takin' all the shots Device from the few I'm rise Let the others drop I elevate Who
ain't hip-hop? Dirty we hop to what's hip I'm a lunatic with too much grip to let her slip I'm so St. Louis, ask my tatooist I was like "The Waterboy,"
it's on, the shots flowin' through your head I been rich, I been poor, I saved and blown bread Some say I been here before because of the way I zone
