I like HIP HOP
& I can't lie
My words always denied
Even if it sounds like that rhyme
I do suck big time
& I wanna cry
The Best lyrics from top thugs
Real things from the street
Big things happen every damn week
Same things with wars in Middle East
I'll run away from the peace if I could
Since peace is always in the hood
I ain't mad when things is all good
But I never cool when I'm dragged like a fool
They slammed every door
What the fuck am I doing?
When I'm good for nothing
But I'm still running
Fuck the police they steal my own money
On every street like I'm doing crash cars
Check points to make cash for doing nothing
I'll make the pay so stunning
Check me out
I aint bitch like
I aint doing slaps
I aint got the royal tongue
I aint got no real muscles
I'm just a street punk ass like a junk
Shit I do rumble
I'm not walking like I weight a million ton
So check me out till I'm done
Same guns on both sides
Different fun no left or right
Straight gay from one of the YOUNGs
Two blades can fit the play
B"cause this is how we ride
Mother fuckers
I got the whole fuckin rights
Picture me out
My hands is doing click clack
Set back relax
Hate is my only acts
Cuz the game is made for yo
The jail is fo me
Big fat ass throws some money
The big X almighty AL made 20s
God bless the dead
Rest in peace king Abdul-Aziz
Big praise to the twin servants
Still don't know how they live to make it
I am AN Muslim and I came in no fuckin' peace
Don't tell me The Quran
Shut the fuck up I can read
I'm talking with no please
I serve masters for money
I steal from no strangers
How come you own me?
I know God so blow me
Pay that niggar to kill me
Fuck off fat classic ass
Your fucking blood is stuffed
That neggar got more love
Your da biggest fucking boss
I can see it
I can judge
That judge is scared to say no
Show off the fat king of the Middle East
Raise his ass up
Like a holy gat
For the sake of Islam
We united
Jews or Hamas
Like a holy gat
Kissing the Jews is HALAL
Changing the rules is HARAM
Since they are the holy gat
And we all just a punch of fools
To the Young's
NO GUNS
Ya'll my sons
Young's go off
Fuck off
Away from the holy things
Go on we'll give you money
See the world
Learn to speak
Come back with the mind we need
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NO mo Brain watch
You just need to feed the holy fats
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By BMA
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