Somebody told me this rap shit was fun You get to weed and hold big guns Stand on rockin your timbs wit your sons That's bullshit, yo I'm out to get these
one: 8-off aguilar
Yo, yo, somebody told me that threw a hotter dies Could he see it? epmd, aguilar, was stuck on diggy before biggie and nas Test guy reported in the source, even about "best buys" My 12-bar count wit lyrics spectacular out of coke and he's drinkin CHERRY terror dacquras? * and chrome Challenge any woman, balls nothing, the hardest Racoons rap with your soloists VARIOUS Puttin it down on the day 9000, that's a cell stories to tell Off those we're livin well In the '9-8-off, country plink off While way off, check all systems, it's time we take off
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Verse nocturnal
with banana clips, two rolexes to master whips A .45 under my Another one in the glove startin shit, brand new shoes on spank shit Tek 9's, after parties with mad Bitches twist the vine, I'm and the moon's mine We're out to get mines, on a On the south, probably took the dreaded predator's treasure In the crib I bought the leather, a movie screen So my team can play sega plus *? the gods in * An of weed in every type of flavor Bank accounts wit fat paper, a major cos....
Verse das efx
Higgity-hardcore, sewer keep it raw Beach houses and more, puffin weed on Pliggity-plush carpets cover floors, on bus Chrome .44's, diggity-diamonds on All my slick cats above the laws, records in stores Hit squad, world tour compass on doors, signin autographs After, AND BEFORE , , in corridors Figgity-fuck walls, I'm buildin, splittin dutches Chillin until these start ice grillin Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, das make a killin And grab the cheese up sicilians cos......
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Outro:
Got the This rap was fun, kid We hold big guns, gyms and timbs and all that