Mac 10 lyrics
Mac 10 lyrics
"Work Lyrics"
El Reino De Los Ciegos Lyrics
Cuentan las escrituras de los falsos profetas pero nunca los previnieron de estos poetas estos oportunistas de la mala memoria galanes populistas, rimadores de sobra Bichos que crecen alto
Cuentan las escrituras de los falsos profetas pero nunca los previnieron de estos poetas estos oportunistas de la mala memoria galanes populistas, rimadores de sobra Bichos que crecen alto
[Talking]
Nigga wanna hustle
Nigga wanna sell dope where we grow up nigga
Ride with me and learn something nigga
If not - stay away my playground nigga
Yeah! - this shit right here is for real hustle niggas
Real street niggas - y'all follow me
Squared niggas - kick back and listen how is shit really go
Uh!
[Verse One]
Cabbage work hoes goes spoke and pistols
Last in getting away hearin whist
Birth of the Wicked Lyrics
Daylight breaks hard on sacred ground for centuries we've questioned them of His birth but in this hour, on this day, The Elder knew years of madness must now subdue order must be enforced to hide the
lesDaylight breaks hard on sacred ground for centuries we've questioned them of His birth but in this hour, on this day, The Elder knew years of madness must now subdue order must be enforced to hide the
Scopin down map gestural back full of chips
A hot ass scraps ski mask and two in the clips
Scoop on 'em motophone let 'em know it's on
I pack use 'em draws homeboy - nigga we goners
Beep on 'em Mexican though - we won't work
No Baking Soda slides twenty on 'em for the dirt
Got 'em - strap on 'em my shell with ducktapes
See nervous - while the Greyhouse escpae across Interstate
Jumpin up in the friendly scotia down c
Letter to Myself Lyrics
(David Derrick, Jared Tuten) Don't send me junk mail I still haven't read what you sent me last year If I knew better than you I wouldn't be here Don't call me up and try to see me a thing If I could affo
hicken weight(David Derrick, Jared Tuten) Don't send me junk mail I still haven't read what you sent me last year If I knew better than you I wouldn't be here Don't call me up and try to see me a thing If I could affo
For the work show up - and really do - be straight
They pull up bread all the lookin flawless us a show dog
Twenty bird and rally car like she a mother law
Damn! - she'll need no duck the law
Bitch got us switch walkin with the work like motherfuck the law
[Hook]
That's the shit nigga ball fo'
How they dope that they wall fo'
Jumpin on ' em hoes
They floss the hoes
We carry choppers stol
Id Rather Fuck With You Lyrics
Aaaah, this is one of them songs you can kick back and smoke a joint to And get real fucked up I like to dedicate this one to all the lovely young ladies out there Oh me? I'm Eazy E, alias a Hoe Tami
e us on homies with calicosAaaah, this is one of them songs you can kick back and smoke a joint to And get real fucked up I like to dedicate this one to all the lovely young ladies out there Oh me? I'm Eazy E, alias a Hoe Tami
With the funk kick - wishin y'all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin we bust used
Go back - blast the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's
[Verse Two]
Now in the N and N.Y. talkin' to why dies with the bitch
And some load ki's me insider
It's now and never - turn back why should we
Let's