uder than a Chevy Toe taggin' bitches yeah she got a bodyJust paid my tag and that's a Maserati Dig deeper in my pocket it's a cemetery C-notes in my pocket they. He don't even wanna fuck the bitches and the hoes Everytime I visit 4 14.Sexé hope you bitches ready here come the confetti And the shit I'm smokin' on louder than a Chevy Toe taggin'. nigga in a room Sweeping rich bitches off they feet like a broom Double-M G bitch you know how we 3 1.So Tree nd grab a broom Outside white red seats in the coupe Cameras all around it i can see what you do24's on it I can ride through the snow Cops on. es baby I like fuckin' all my bitches call me fucker We can't fuck if 2 11.Lamborghini Doors bag them bitches I'm so cocky and I'm confident all these killers in my ambiance Say what I want nobody's stoping it get off my dick nigga Wh. coop) Been mackin' I got more bitches than PetCo(Been mackin') VVSs breakin' and bustin' like the Metro(Bussin') West Side Yankees(Scoop) Midtown business(Town Bu. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Album ( Page Link ) Song ( Page Link ) ( Partial Lyrics ) 1 1.West Coast n State's broom West Coast real town business(Ayy) Puma check just got cleared merry Christmas More sales you catchin' more L's I drove here i. Entr圓.A Tall Seven and And Learning8.I Wish Those Cats Phobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes9.I Wish Those Cats At Fobia Would Give10.I Wish Those Cats At Fobia Would Give Me Some Free Shoes11.Multiples Reprise (remix)12.Round and Round13.Sep Seven Game Show Theme14.The Jackpot / Swept Away15.The Jackpot/Swept Away16.The Stick (remix)Atmosphere Lyrics provided by Get the embed code Atmosphere - Headshots: Se7en Album Lyrics1.3.2 Red Dog2.7th St. Save me a seat and we'll play chess when I get released So this goes to those that trying to rest in peace I miss the rise and I ain't trying to see the fall I'm determined to find a path so I can leave you all Now we keep to self and step over the vermonįound me sleeping in a pool of my own sweat and urine You quit singing along but the ball kept bouncing Walking tall is a gift and steady breathing is a challengeĪdaption, domesticated bitch to your surroundings Six pack to make the good and bad balance Talk-show gospel, smell the tic-tacs and Simulax Many walk around like they blind to the mishap Some do their drugs to float above the stressĪnd some overdose so they can finally rest In my city and some flip their trucks over center meridians Now and days the life of fuck follows folks Underage, she said that Jesus gave her AIDS The needles and spoons, doomed from the womb til the tombįor whom the bell tolls, this will pay for the toll free calls made Its the blood clot blues, the gun-shot wounds Shut his eyes, hit the gas and ran right over a cop One night got hot while approaching a road block Use to get real high and try to drive to Mars That kid Jay he was a thief, stole bikes and cars He didn't leave her until she tried to stab him with a pencil He use to beat her, if it wasn't physical it was mental Left the city on a journey, came back with a junkie Starting selling equipment to fill the pipeįuck this life, Todd hung himself with a cord from that micĬynthia wanted to travel, drive around the country My man Todd had a tight studio up inside his homeĪnd if you had some coke you could come and bless the microphone Looked me in me eye, smiled and said Free Drinks! Well, wait a minute, why you shake your ass to any cat with a link Now I hope he gets a dick and broomstick in every orificeīut when I took her up on it, she said that she was gay When up for raping a chick in a mall parking lot Use to buy all the tapes and say that Headshots was the dopest Or be down with my crew, or be part of my worldĬause its more than rhymes and good times behind this door Tits and clits and car payments and rent and emcee seek tuitionĪnd this goes to those of y'all that wanna fuck my girl Her name was Phadra, she use to stand on tables down at Deja Oh yea, speaking of Steves girl, the one that Gino killed Into killing Steves girl so she could get with Steve faster Shit, I can't forget about that big kid Ginoįucking diesel, do damn near anything for a seno Mother of two, no one knew, because the twins stayed with her momīut when they finally found the bitch still had the twist round her arm Very careful when you met her cause you knew she fucked with heroin He tied his '84 Tempo round a street light Get the digits from your bitch before you could say pussy divingĭriving home drunk from the front one night Until the cops caught him first, with pockets of rocks and herbīut there was once this cat name Ivan, he was the man You could catch him on the corner of 19th and 3rd He could get wild on the mic but his lifestyle was sketchy, Always messy So you see sir, my deck of cards serves me as a bible You can hear the clock inside the ticking and tocking
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