That's right there nigga, nigga I'm wild
Nigga I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a nigga out
This sin-surr, this some sin-surr SHIT right hurr!
-Threats, the Black Album (Jay-Z)
C-note:
Sippin' on some sizzurp
-Three 6 Mafia
Wig:
You're not ill, and if you are
My note pad's full of medicine
Plus my freestyle is Excederin
Take two rounds and call me back with a new style
And show me you're prepared for the final frontier
-Blueprint
Limit:
I spit like semi-automatic to the grill
Wutang Clan
Wig:
You're not ill, and if you are
My note pad's full of medicine
Plus my freestyle is Excederin
Take two rounds and call me back with a new style
And show me you're prepared for the final frontier
-Blueprint
Limit:
I spit like semi-automatic to the grill
Wutang Clan
1 comment:
"are those bugle boy jeans you're wearing?
hell no, hoe, you know they polo"
-trick daddy
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