Face Off
Pastor Troy lyrics
Pastor Troy lyrics
"My N***az Is the Grind Lyrics"
The Touch Of The Master's Hand Lyrics
Well, it was battered and scarred An the auctioneer felt It was hardly worth his while To waste much time on the old violin But he held it up with a smile It sure ain't much But it's
Well, it was battered and scarred An the auctioneer felt It was hardly worth his while To waste much time on the old violin But he held it up with a smile It sure ain't much But it's
(feat. Nature Boy)
[Hook:]
You tell me yo life and I'ma tell you mine
You show me yo ice and I'ma show you mine
And don't say money I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind
[Verse 1: Nature Boy]
Check it out now
Rap stars be flexing
All about how they living ain't been through nothing
Everybody G'd up and thuggin'
Cold pi
La Fe De Antes Lyrics
Hacia donde van los gritos internos No tienen direcci?n y ningun lugar en especial En su trayecto solamente hay dudas No hay un destino al verlos caminarmpin' or King Pin husslin'
Knowing half the time
Half of yo cream puffs dropping dimes, over petty crimes
And if ya ever get time, ya get ya came hit from behind
I done flip mo' breaks at 26 so quick through the click
Boy unit ain't shit
Done hurt mo' thieves then a little bit
If the ho chose me thats a pimpette
See I know the game
And most of y'all rappers lame
Ain't never sold 3 or 4 things
Never b
Never shot at point blank range
Y'all hos just claimin' the fame
[Hook:]
You tell me yo life and I'ma tell you mine
You show me yo ice and I'ma show you mine
And don't say money I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind
[Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
Okay,
I'm in the mist of haters
So called gators and cash
The only creators
And then they make this dash to the race thats never ending
These niggas think they ballin'
But all I see is spending
And lending they flows to these groupie hos
And take 'em to stos and buying these bitches clothes
I know that y'all know better than that
So I'ma play a game of return of the mac
And bring it back
Just like little Joe
Cause y'all know how niggas do
For
Hacia donde van los gritos internos No tienen direcci?n y ningun lugar en especial En su trayecto solamente hay dudas No hay un destino al verlos caminar
Knowing half the time
Half of yo cream puffs dropping dimes, over petty crimes
And if ya ever get time, ya get ya came hit from behind
I done flip mo' breaks at 26 so quick through the click
Boy unit ain't shit
Done hurt mo' thieves then a little bit
If the ho chose me thats a pimpette
See I know the game
And most of y'all rappers lame
Ain't never sold 3 or 4 things
Never b
Hindsight Lyrics
Three wasted years, standing still As you opened up, 18 miles wide On this country drive I can't keep up 'cause you're so far gone And it's all too much hindsight Three wasted
en a pimpThree wasted years, standing still As you opened up, 18 miles wide On this country drive I can't keep up 'cause you're so far gone And it's all too much hindsight Three wasted
Never shot at point blank range
Y'all hos just claimin' the fame
[Hook:]
You tell me yo life and I'ma tell you mine
You show me yo ice and I'ma show you mine
And don't say money I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind
[Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
Okay,
I'm in the mist of haters
So called gators and cash
The only creators
When I Get Home Lyrics
Whoa-ho, whoa-ho, I got a whole lot of things to tell her, when I get home. Come on, out of my way, 'cos I'm gonna see my baby today, I've got a whole lot of things I've gott
is the niggas that flashWhoa-ho, whoa-ho, I got a whole lot of things to tell her, when I get home. Come on, out of my way, 'cos I'm gonna see my baby today, I've got a whole lot of things I've gott
And then they make this dash to the race thats never ending
These niggas think they ballin'
But all I see is spending
And lending they flows to these groupie hos
And take 'em to stos and buying these bitches clothes
I know that y'all know better than that
So I'ma play a game of return of the mac
And bring it back
Just like little Joe
Cause y'all know how niggas do
For