Can't touch this. Can't touch this. Can't touch this. Can't touch this. . My, my, my, my music hits me so hard. Makes me say oh my Lord. Thank you for blessing me.
Just like I told you, you must learn. It's calm yet wild the style that I speak. Just filled with facts and you will never get weak in the heart. In fact you'll start to illuminate, knowledge to others in a song.
[Chorus]. Ya feel dat? (HO!) Ya see dat? (HO!). Ya hear dat? (HO!) You believe dat? (HO!). Ya follow dat? (HO!) Could it be dat? (HO!). Ya follow dat? (HO!) Can you believe dat? (HO!).
Feel like I dated every women in the world, most were beautiful, some were cooperate worked in a lil cubical.. I done some shit to some that I would never do to you, some were taylor maid but still wasn't suitable..
she in the first year ... she told me that she wanna be a doctor. free every way she go she a hot woman. and never met her she put a brick on proper. she dont eat lobster dont drink no champaign.
Lately, I've been getting wasted. I come from the struggle, but I never let it break me. Out here makin' money, but I never let it make me. I can do this daily, do it with me baby.
(Chorus)- I came from the streets homeboy, I get mine and I gon let you stop my grind. There ain't no way, no way. Imma let a motherfucker come stop me. To getting this cheese to getting this dough. Ain't no way no way imma let a motherfucker come stop me..
[p.reign]Yea i'm getting money. [CHORUS]. you know why we stay so fly. lay back in the middle. while i'm doing my thang. [p.reign]Yea i'm geting money.
[Intro]. Faded, faded. Faded. Faded, faded. Faded. . [Hook]. I ain't gon' drink no more, gon' drink no more. I ain't gon' drink no more, gon' drink no more.
Yeah, dedicated to you and yours. OC phenomenon. . Chorus:. Here goes a little somethin', for you and your mans. Dedicated to you and yours, from me and my fam.
[Verse 1: Cory Gunz]. Stare is blank when the trigger face. Lil n***a with a bigger base. Know me young homie? here's some money, you wonder now. I'll make 2012 with a number dial.
Front line when I claim my turf. things still toys. till you f-ck with the boy. then i bet a nigga dying when i bang my nerf. ya'll dont know me little sweet little pedder.
Hey, Dem 30/30 Boyz, Soulja Boy and Arab. We got somthin new for y'all. When a motherfucka be in your face. Just on your nerves, talkin shit. And you just don't wanna hear it.
It's so much easier said than done. Constantly feeling like your mind is on the run. Distractions and confusion. You can't even go hide. They know you're slipping back.
Turn it up. Turn it up. Turn it up. Just turn it up. Don't turn it up. Just turn it up. . No regrets at all, I'm high and I hope you can catch the fall.
[Intro]. Hey, ay. [?]. H-h-h-holy shit. . [Pre-Hook: Eric Bellinger]. What's that you drinking? (Yeah). So I can have the bartender fill it up. Tell me what's that you blazing? (Yeah).