Chief Keef - Fishin' Lyrics (Video
Mj with the fade away. Take it how you want it but your bitch is on fire. Has been God and try me. Rappers I jack and lynch. To think how in love I am with you.
- Walk around with 50 gs but i ain't a boy will
- Walking around with 50 gs but i aint a g boy
- Walk around with 50 gs but i ain't a boy want
Walk Around With 50 Gs But I Ain't A Boy Will
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive... LL Servin' 'em well, The beat elevates and the scratch excels... ROCK THE BELLS!!! Hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya. Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's west. You ain't got no killers so kill dat.
And jealousy becomes a factor. You can't even look me in my eye, let alone go toe to toe. How the fuck they gonna be the Mob? And It's gettin to my temple. World premier, loud and clear. Walk around with 50 gs but i ain't a boy will. C om and I wrote to the spell caster and told him my problems. And nuttin about my physical matrix is basic. John Doe is what they gon' be puttin on that tag on yo' toe. Turntables we spin awkward but needles never skip off it. I merely say what's in my heart. Think back 26 years. I'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve. "Blind to the obvious, mind is oblivious, Love isn't frivolous, that's my belief, to combat all the pain, I would choke on the leaf" Tsotsi-hokage whole song is fire🔥🔥but this got me the most👌.
Special Ed when he was taxin` headz relaxin'... play tha` back when I. spill I regulate a flow like chicks on birth control pills. Coulda know dem get mi roti. Ladies be comin out of their seats now. Quote:+1 to Joel Ortiz bein nasty and not gettin enough love. I am the man they call the microphonist.
Walking Around With 50 Gs But I Aint A G Boy
Digital Underground "Same Song" 2Pac verse: Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground. Cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6. and we know that you can't hang, you a trick. 'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies. Walk around with 50 gs but i ain't a boy want. "Now quote this, emcees are just hopeless, thinkin record sales make them the dopest! Cause I'm out on motherfuckin' bail. Loads of cars to pick from and high choice when tuning the car. Friends turn into frenemies and they come and gone. Sourpiff 4:25 PM - 27 May, 2018.
So we can never be a couple hun. Painic-stricken, handle business, not a joke, yeah. Performing acapella, no DJ. Addicted to drama so even mama could raise me". Every time I yell I say. You was wack since I known ya, fake as a cubic zirconia. Chief Keef – Fishin' Lyrics | Lyrics. Live in the skyscrapes. Bay-bee, God bless the child that can hold his own. So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly. This song will be featured on Nobody The Album, confirmed by the official album tracklist. So is this diabetic waffle and this prosthetic arm keeps crushin my hard taco.
Friends will stay as we begin to lay. Can't block bullets, slugs blow off a knuckle (blaow! Well then I'm offended, let's jog your memories, here we go, yeah. Walk-Up Music Playlist | San Francisco Giants. I beat kids with lead pipes. Smoothe The Hustler ft Trigga Tha Gambler. Common - The bi**h in Yoo. Try the teacher today, and you won't see tomorrow cause. Beatdown 5:58 AM - 14 November, 2009. If I couldn't flow futuristic would yaput your two lips on my wood and kiss it - could yasee yourself with a nigga workin hard at a 9 to 5and then ten to six, two jobs to survive, ordo you need a BALLA?
Walk Around With 50 Gs But I Ain't A Boy Want
So poetically inclined when the mic is held tight. "She knows the DJ, he's on Serato.... ". Now they got me in a cell cause my records they sell. Blackin out on anybody think they fuckin with us. You gon' get two to the sh*t. Found out a nigga f**kin' my b**ch. You aint, [Verse 2:Tupac]. Walking around with 50 gs but i aint a g boy. Ratul 2:46 PM - 11 October, 2022. Cause there might not be another soon. My work fare with death and indictment old timers are lightin'. That'll break your stop-watch if you're clockin me. Your momma 3:05 AM - 28 November, 2018. Much less understand it.
Heavens to mercy ba FU sayanora. This my motherfuckin' nigga Em on dem motherfuckin' boards in case your wonderin'. And hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you. That's when they gettin' petrol.
Waiting on a cab, standing in the rain. 'Cause, sister, you don't need him. So I pray that we never lose the connection. Stacks of mathematics to feed yo-asiatics. Doin' whatever it takes to make ends meet, but never meetin' the end cause he knows the streets. I like to chill, spark an L and get high. The Goat... G. Welcome to my center. It's the praying mantis. Realest Ni**as (feat. Gillie Da Kid & Reed Dollarz) Lyrics - Rick Ross - Only on. Going once, going twice. Of Firm volume number on Flex shit.
A loaded AK47 layin on my hips so don't trip. And I promise you that your lover will definitely come back to you.