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Vangundy

アーティスト:Erick Sermon  アルバム:Erick Onasis 

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(Billy Billions) Yo, you really got all them guns but can't hunt me Billy run NY team, like Vangundy Spit wit a hand in my pants, like Al Bundy Get the wack shit from them, and then from me Billy on CD, then cop it bro Only got true love if it profit bro And I live life hard, you can't knock it bro If I know I'm gon eat, what I'm stoppin for Watch it bro, let me do, the best be who Billy get the most votes like Pepsi do Gutter, enertain crowds like Chris Tucker Talk shit, be a fist up ya, gon get knocked out I'm nervous like drunk taxi turns Bitches be wantin me like they tax return Gotta chill I got tracks to burn, and L's too My whole crew is straight from Belvue If you wanna test I failed you Leave you stiff like a statue, cement you, then sell you Bill spit with pride, you spit sissyfied Bill shot tip hop like Missy died (Bo) Blow my thing reckless, F E 1's will never catch me My sixteen will make you see different like epilepsy Fuck a contract, we bomb tracks, so contact This strong facts, avengin this lyrical combat Wit dope bomb, then post long I'm on the mics like En Vogue song With the heart of lion like Voltron We don't pop champagne, east New York, this aint a damn game No powder here neither cuz we aint tryin to run no campaign I spit sickly, why my scrotum is where my clit be?????? I rip flows and generate cream like Bill Bigsby East New York, you know we lockin it down And all that platinum stuff you talkin bout we droppin it now (Ruck) We like songs to vocals, weedheads to bongs and nodles I'm tryin to get more paper than the Barnes & Nobles The don'll show you, meet villa I'm calm and noble But soon as you break the love, gotta bomb and roast you That's the motto, when I catch that ass tomorrow Wit a luger from Germany, and a bag of hollows Half a pound in the bag of bravos Meetin connects, only thing them hoes getting is hash and cosmos The screwdrivers, crash bar with blue foggers On the truck, DVD, TVs and two ballers And the headrestes, smokin blunts of the best cess Watching Tae Bo, bitch in the back doin leg stretches (Nolan Epps) They bury niggas put 'em on while I'm wildin Born in Georgia, make my way to Long Island Suffer county nigga, fuck a barn and a bounty nigga Never lost but you lucky that you found me nigga I take this rap shit more serious than others Born an only child no sisters and no brothers Uh, but attack it like I got an army behind me Used to run the streets now the crib is where you find me Cuz in the streets it's either kill or be death row And I aint tryin to die I'm tryin to live to see mo' dough Now that's realer than "Real Deal Holyfield" A nigga hooked up with E and got mass appeal New crib, big Benz with the chromey wheel Lovin life, stress free how a


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