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Flash Bang Grenada
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Good Cop, Bad Cop
You ain't got a TV show Yeah I'm the CEO Of all the bigger businesses Went to green initiatives And you seem inquisitive From the biggest fearer Guess I'm datin' Keisha Cole So I keep a pocket full of pizza dough 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 I'm the season pro, because of just slappin niggas Or just action figures full of sweet low Have you seen the flow I can coke rap Charlie Sheen the flow I got these motherfuckers fiendin' though But I just wanna make it meaningful I ride the bus [Busdriver] And I drive the bus I want the 210 metro fly as fuck With Levis and such And designers chucks The groupies in the same thing Ride this touch Verse 3: Busdriver] Quiet, hush, you'll get a horse muscle My demeanor leaves worse puzzled I used to ram out give them sore muscles And exhaust 'cabularies and core puzzles Now more subtle I'm subdued I dim the brights of my fuck yous And I just use all your junk food Sit back and watch judge Gould I'm a champeene Want to take a hike, get a canteen I'm dirtying up the hair, get your Pan-teen pro V This dope syringe injected Dirty needles might get your friends infected DJ Scratch every inch connected While I sit back and get introspective Hundred in again is business expenses Should of sent your rest bitch Hand on the fourpin, brand name dead bitch Hand on the door not solicited to red kiss Aaaaahhhh, to one of my exes Get her off the guestlist You heard what I said You know who you are Pushing out product that you Waste not. Want not. Would not CA, all day, is a backdrop Don't, stop, won't, stop, can't stop My president is black and white Plus all my homies got OCD And the girlfriend down with OPP And they all like it raw like ODB where they smoke DBs Go pee pee on yo fact, Simony From the coke and spree streets Meets your grocery needs fuck that to injury If I had this empty Wouldn't be cold as a batch of kimchi Insert, insult, add that to injury I'm a renassaince man came back from Italy Sex mag from the ass that rack is gettin' me Your dress facts probably crushin up your masculinity But my swag's infinity You can ask Tiffany It's just ass your givin' me And another blast of Hennessy And she'll be at the pad eventually If I could save the world You know I wouldn't save a girl Cause I ain't here to rescue bitches I ain't here to impress you bitches Hah, cause I'm just to vicious Nocando, and guess who bitches Me motherfucker, cheah Pushing out product that you Waste, not, one, not, would not Yeeeeaaaaah, yeeeeaaaaah CA, all day, is a backdrop Don't, stop, won't, stop, can't stop Cause you caught the eyes and they ____ I mean eight sides at the backyard boogie Givin' you so called vanguards nuggies Kicks in the asses, wedgies and swirlies Ahead of the time, fresh prematurely So west coast it could never be wordly Two words to describe us: incredibly wordy
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