Two Hoes They In The Telly Lyrics
Alright, no swerving. Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these Devils 'cuz we evil in this. That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce. 2 Hoes They In The Telly Bust Down Lyrics | Two Hoes They In The Telly Lyrics. I'm on V. L. if you want me, get some my nigga, come on. Huh, first of all you got me mixed up with. The big city it don't spare no bodies.
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I get to the money, my niggas can't fuck with these ho's. "Ain't no other kings in this rap thing.. G. "Biggie, a motherfuckin rap phenomenon" -> B. G. (repeat all 2X). Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B. G, Born Again. Or since I got loot I wanna knock boots. I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen. Fuck the place up, c'mon. Check the pain I inflict, like a convict, the Fulton digger. Two hoes they in the telly lyrics collection. Raw flows, and that's how it goes. She gave me sloppy, that shit was so excellent. Rebel, Devil, chase em' through the ghetto. Ridiculous, you lookin at the next Nicholas Barnes, baby.
Two four-fifths within my arms length. Didn't Mama say not to play with niggas from the gutta? Or get this shit right, check it, it's the B-I, double G-I, E. Ya'll niggaz can't see Poppa, nor the Big Moma. Let me know you in the spot. MotherFUCKERS, C'MON!
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Sippin White Russians, bitch in the Benz bumpin. I striked her, I'ma just one-night her, I won't wife her, don't like her. Niggaz wanna creep, got ta watch my back. I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown. Two hoes they in the telly lyricis.fr. Off her back, jab her if she act. Puffin' on Jane cause that's my girl. Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny with no chaser. Verse 2: Roy Woods]. I know she looks much better with them clothes up off. Could it be my hardcore metaphor. Live on your station, the radiation'll melt ya.
This for my niggaz slingin thangs, had my ring encaged. This is a hold up, hands high, reach for the sky. Grab yo bitch by the arm 'cuz if she stop she hit. Talk about these hoes Big.. Because my whole neighborhood consist of crook and thugs. Or where you're from, West or East coast, squeeze toast. And she gave me blue balls, now my penis a Crip. Hey fella, calm down, I know what ya thinkin'.
My way deep throat on Luke's boat. Cash in my Carharts, it ain't hard to get em. Respect my steez, I ain't really 'bout fallin' in love. Muffled* c'mon man] Huh. Come on motherfuckers, come on. Hey, hold on, spark that shit. 2 HOES THEY IN THE TELLY LYRICS. Got a picture of Malcolm X on the wall in my room Bitch. Catch cases, come out frontin, smokin somethin. Call me Sean if you suck, call me gone when I nut. Keep your hands high (what). On some ol' nigga fuck wit me I'ma do 'em shit.
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Ya man trippin' girl, look we can creep on. For BIG I grip the cig, put six in your wig. Bringin it live to you bitch ass niggaz. Cock my nine, and seperate yo' head from yo' spine. Could it be the fame, maybe it's the 2 Benz or. Junior M. A., yeah.. [Puff] Yeah.. B. Actin like I ain't the reason they traded they shit. Two hoes they in the telly lyrics.com. Runnin wit this big guy, y'all niggaz is pranksters. C'mon.. we are, we are. Take the beatdown we fuckin givin, c'mon motherfucker. Niggaz stay yappin when there's always somethin funny. And when I'm on the mic I represent all colors. I laced it wit the basic, six TV's a system. Uh, uh, check it out (yeah) Junior M. A. F. I.
Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on. When I hear that pop quiz, that's the way I was raised and thats the way it is for.. We roll like the Panthers, show our guns on camera. The Notorious One, the glorious one. Yeah, U T P nigga, come on. South Park Mexican - Wiggy Wiggy Lyrics. I get to the gate and my niggas gon' find out the code. And hit the door you came through. They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs. "Looks like the competition stopped by. See who got smoked, what rumors was spread.
Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothin. Now I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils. Chorus One (repeat 2X). Educated, so I can bust off on they glasses. Meshed out, fresh out, and stay greams. Beautiful, that's how the night goes.
Choppin O's, smokin' lye an' Optimo's Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows A foolish pleasure, whatever I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure However living better now, Gucci sweater now Drop top BM's, I'm the man girlfriend. Big and full of that raw with no cut and be ready to creep. Bounce in your whips, c'mon. With the little hookers on my lap-ah.