100 lyrics for "z"
And rasta nuh live pon no capture land Carry we go home, Carry we go home And bring we gone a east Cause man a rasta man Carry we go home An mek we settle and seize Caw man a rasta man And I say Dread and Terrible pon dem Good god of grace, well I have
PlayIt's a big bad world but I ain't ashamed to like the lights in my hand Beat in my face, beat in my face, The lights in my hand, and the beat in my face And the beat in my face I feel like dancing when I hear that sound Just wanna do it, eh, just wanna do
PlayReal niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Hanging with the honies is the song I sing Busting my toast off the roof drinking ninety proof til spring Real niggas do real things, check We started out making, small time bacon Two
PlayShe say she wanna be my main bitch, ayy She say she ready to be famous, yah She say think ready for this life, yeah yeah I just wanna know if you gon' ride for me Paparazzi taking pics, you on the side of me She say she wanna be my wife, yah You really
PlaySome, people run But, gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you, leave you crippled If, you, leave you crippled Put your middle finger up, motherfucker, motherfucker
PlayYeah Prodigy H A V O C M O B B uh huh yeah Uh huh uh huh uh huh KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side Niggaz know how we do right right I can see you back there yeah (whattup?)
PlayYeah, Amerikaz mothafuckin' Nightmare, bitch They wanna know, where the hood at? Nigga, we right here Live in the flesh with the Tecs, they never scared Them guns we holding, claustrophobic, we'll let 'em air Dump-dump, reloaded the Amerikaz Nightmare
PlayHey, Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey, Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The minute you let her under your skin Then you begin
PlayEinstein (huh what) Who got this mutha fuckin House on lock (who) Who keeps it sizzling Who keeps it hot (who)
PlayCuzz here comes Tecca Nina I be bustin (bustin) parents be fussin and cussin Cause all I talk about is silicone and muffins (muffins) So if you didn't come to hear some strips clubs hits Then get the hell on cause I'm gettin my mail on; I'm hustlin I'm
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