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Date of issue: 14.03.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Theme Music |
No bitches niggers allowed from ca, hell |
If you ain’t know who provide the sales that’s bad boom |
Should hear about the seats who’s about to go down, |
Yeah, it’s about to go down, it’s about to go |
These niggers is soar, let’s finish them off |
A gorilla at war need of a million more done get in involved |
Put the type that sit on the job,, my thoughts |
Amuse your considerate art, healing them thoughts, …a flat |
Counting stacks from the habitat of pimps and max |
Born in the era of crack raised in the era of rap, and heavy metal, gas |
mac elevens I brag about the money I’ve been burning right after I get it |
with hoping sky is the limit while I could fly like a pigeon |
with a heart of a lion, mixed with the mind of a chemist |
all crimes that you’re looking felt that was time that I end it |
there’s no denying that illness and with the crime I finish, I now get them |
Gotta admit it you got to crawl. |
.without goddess, …your mind, so… local bottom |
up longer than the slalom |
I am no bitches niggers allowed from ca, hell |
If you ain’t know who provide the sales that’s bad boom |
Should hear about the seats who’s about to go down, |
Yeah, it’s about to go down, it’s about to go, ok |
I never really studied lessons, but I recognize my abundant blessings |
They try to put us under pressure without push weight |
off me like I’m avoiding a pin from a wrestler |
Like dj’s dumb do records we be dumbing through these extra niggers |
standing in the way like some protection |
Your not safe in my gun’s direction, |
spit is so sharp it can puncture your flesh |
anything under vest the mid west and Callie, |
we do that cuban door connected |
But you never would have guessed that this was done in Texas |
3 wild rhinos running reckless, |
with the world favorite beat junkie bad, production credit |
No bitches niggers allowed from ca, hell |
If you ain’t know who provide the sales that’s bad boom |
Should hear about the seats who’s about to go down, |
Yeah, it’s about to go down, it’s about to go |
I seek the finest, the purest form in the honor the game never remain |
entertain they came in their, fitting name for their monster |
soldiers more than the karma to fit this fold. |
.and gone to the corners cornering, |
, I aim higher, train harder to gain honor |
officinado, leaning in out Dorado, I sip and pain in a bottle |
with fucking lottery dreams with a lot of things that will follow hollow |
voices of the haters they say it’s the greatest not |
believers, I’m squeezing, for the papers |
…wake up to acres forsaken no waking dreams for the |
night they chasing the fakers |
wake up ready for takers, come on, split up the, smoking out on my window |
waiting for any enemy under, the way you’re destroying me |
one thing is judging me, the other one is knowing me, yeah |
No bitches niggers allowed from ca, hell |
If you ain’t know who provide the sales that’s bad boom |
Should hear about the seats who’s about to go down, |
Yeah, it’s about to go down, it’s about to go down, it’s about to go. |
Thanks to Andrei |