lirik lagu breath (freestyle) – lloyd banks
your boy sick
so move or the germ might touch ya
i’m at the rucker, burning them trees up like usher
when i teach you how to rap fam
i’m in that black and
my ear-rings are canaries the size of pacman
who gives a f-ck if you sour boy
cuz my doors got the windows from the 24-hour store
i’m on the verge of flippin
lord send me a sign, before i empty this nine, and leave the boy drippin
me and 50 like michael and pippin
ryu or ken, whoever you send, i’ma rip em’
i had to lead society, mainly wit my system
run and put em’ in the trunk, like a kidnapper victim
i pop up till there pushin me harder
my -ssociates got interior motives like bush and his father
i figure, i rather play wit these lames before i p-ss
build a ball-court, go buy bentleys to go to crash
i’m headed towards my prime
wit metaphors and lines
and i compliment my momma wit pedicures and wine
i’m line for line, the rap einstein
pound for pound
tyson a.k.a icing
left it for the record
i ain’t sleepin for a second
so even if im naked theres tool under the pillow
i’m ballin so the view of the pool is from the window
i’ma smoker, so believe were the n-ggas wit the indo
an angels nightmare, freddy kruegar to a bimbo
a dead beat to ur daughter
i’ll f-ck her and won’t support her
i’m mashing on the pedal
smile from ear to ear
middle finger in the air
hopin i catch her eye
keep rydin behind your tints f-ck
n-ggas don’t know no better
they’ll rob you for the rhinestones in your pimp cup
they goin off what we say
n-ggas is runnin over my bars, faster than jamaicans in a relay
i’m blowin the kush, driving lazy in the lane
yelling money ain’t a thang
like jay-z and jermaine
and ill leave you on a chain
like brady wit the aim
i’m the same
whether the mercedes or the train
and i may be on a plane
by the end of the night
but it’s aight
tho, i might go
i’m rich off a mic hoe
my stamina’s low
x-rated is my type so
i keep the crib packed in, no telling where it might go
living room, dining room, bedroom, bathroom
upstairs, nuts smeared all over your sasoon
ya im on that fly sh-t
that southside sh-t
that i’ma sit on at least ten million before i die sh-t
i’m from the block where the heafers be
to doing shows out in kingston when they rocking where your peppers see
and being gangsta ain’t enough
a lil’ n-gga that’s stuntin will put a k!lla in a box like chucky
cheah!
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- kumpulan lirik lagu the beach › lirik lagu bite my tongue (acoustic) – the beach
- kumpulan lirik lagu colours › lirik lagu slow – colours
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