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Lời bài hát: It's Yourz

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Machine gun rap for all my niggas in the back Stadium pack, linebacker nigga flash stack See through yellow lines, rock a fly jersey in the summertime gar Magic marker rap, believe in a dime Relax, wrote this, comin' at your crab ass Copen, snatch your ice all Chillin' in the back, throw the lights off Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion Thick snare, I feelin' like a snail in the ocean What's your wish? Wanna cringle like Chris? Melodic single darts, snap a nigga just like fish You fucked up, some rich niggas you done test, yo Select the wrong department, and niggas pulled up your dress Style molest that, canal chain nigga, where your vets at? Flexin' make me wanna bless that, yo Saddam Hussein niggas, light the torch We flamin' niggas, autograph that, flatten all the main niggas It's strong, the world in the palm of your hand It's strong, 22 million of youths who land It's strong, the seed in the black woman Double LP from Wu-Tang Clan Super freaks physique, like Raphael Sadiq Baby love the gondolier, every day of the week Super friends wake up, deluxe gourmet beats The night is right, I might find me a suite It's a quarter full moon, I arrive, woman swoon Well-groomed, dance hall packed, full room Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom Keep in stride, smoke the lies, smoke the booms Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes Hell bound, species 40 ounce typhoon The ultra-violent screamer scene, move your body Touch the totem pole, wobble arc, feel this God's brush Beams of light, stop your breathin', it's huntin' season Honey, eyeballin' down for no reason Grab a close, play it post Wind and wax floors, never mind the lords Cause tonight, it's yours! Stop and fade up the round, plasma walks through my preamp If chance best to be back, this shit'll get planned At full throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle Crack your skull like bottles, leave you stiff as bottles You fag, you couldn't pull one drag off my blunt You couldn't punch a way out of a wet paper bag With scissors in your hands Bitch, there is a, I stand close to walls Like number four, The Lizard Enchanted through solar panels Blast off like Roman candles, not vandals Soft your ass like Wahoo, McDaniel You cockerspan, you dogs Can't fuck without catalog Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues Million dollar rap, cruise full Check this sick shit, explicit I crystallize their minds so you can sniff it We live this, fitted hats low, conceal the crooked eye No surprise, verbal stick up, put em high Rebel eye, outlaw, split second on the draw Blow the door off the shit like bricks, it's C4 It's yours! The wall in the palm of your hand It's yours! 22 million of mutual land It's yours! The seed in the black woman It's yours! Devil wealth, need from who can claim It's yours! It's yours! It's yours! Check out my beaver, baby blue glock in the shade Seen Dorothy in the garden getting skied, real way We hold the bell, son, that's my word Spot a rapper, run him down, throw him out in the third Yo, check it, I think like the man behind the register Evergreen smoking the steaks Bonded power, made me treasurer, with third down Six to go, flash the store lights, I'm open Risen hit me off, lovely and I love him With root beer thoughts Here's a tennis court for your birthday The baby face of rap, politic with Sade Avenging eagle crooks, rock the W in Spiegel books And Hodgepodge kings came through And stopped your whole juke, spit fired Kangos Watch Tony train a gang of hoes Painful like hearing the news Like when your man go, hands blow Windy at times, watch the roof shake Your girl love to sit out the song Now watch the water break It's yours! The wall in the palm of your hand It's yours! 22 million of mutual land It's yours! The seed in the black woman It's yours! Devil wealth, need from who can claim It's yours! It's yours! It's yours! It's yours!

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