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Big Buck - Your Angel
Big Buck - Your Angel
Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Never stop, never drop
the leather so soft and the weather so hot
head to the top, never get caught
plot is the destiny like it or not
and lil wayne yes, you might be the best
but underneath my chest, I wanna help the rest
its like a test please be my guest
If I get a chance, if I am blessed
if I ever get a deal, make 5 mil
bro got a mil, mom got a mil
dad got a mil, school got a mil
hospital I'll build coz thats how I feel
why you hate? just have fate
try to help until its late
your not hungry you have ate
but I'll put food on empty plates
dont want no jewels, I wanna build schools
money is a tool, dont be a fool
big house, big car, big chain, pool
take it all leave me a stool
Verse 2:
Never quit, never quit
mind so clear, honesty I spit
words I fit, candles lit
never doubt me not a bit
look to the sky, soul why you cry?
swear to god, ill help till I die
I will get mine, and give it to you
and if you need, ill give you too
show me a smile, wider than nile
keep it like that not for a while
use your guile, shorten the mile
dont walk on mud heres some tiles
what dont kills me, makes me stronger
hurry up now, cant wait longer
heart is beatin just like bongos
dont take long why you so slow
ask me why, I dont know
the worlds so cold, the hearts in snow
but this cant go, and I will show
that things can change to the kids that grow
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Big Buck - Monday Hood
Big Buck - Monday Hood
Lyrics:
Chorus:
Im takin off of the run way, broad way monday
pistol with a clip im feelin this gon be a fun day
bangin everyday gettin payed till sunday
fools wanna front then I will show em only one way
Verse 1:
step out the door, J's steppin on the floor
heat on my hip incase bustas wanna war
headin to the six 4, hatas I ignore
slowly tip tipin i be swervin to the store
slowly tip tippin, candy paint still drippin
bouncin hittin switches, wood grain steady grippin
if hatas be trippin, my nine will start spittin
bitches wanna ride, ass dip dip dippin
feelin like a boss, bitches gotta floss
when im on the block fools never ever cross
bullet toss toss, rims spinnin gloss
hold up dont burn, coz my flow is hot sauce
ridin rollin, my paint fall swallen
grab an umbrella a playa cant fold it
a playa cant hold it, I got em like rollin
hata start hatin, coz I see you fallin
Verse 2:
rollin like I, ballin like I, rockin like I told ya
holdin like I, brawlin like I, callin like I fold ya
goin like I, goin like I, goin like I'm gold ya
ice chunk, bass trunk, ice age cold ya
my bitches all comin, my bass heavy bombin
bandana on the face, tec 9 maybe drummin
hata flips off, all he does is hummin
pimpin, ballin, all i do is stunnin
seems like a fine day, playa get a fine pay
when im on the grind, biz goes the my way
if you motherboys be trippin, send em to the high way
playa gettin paper, callin it the shine day
Big Bucka mothafoka, trunk killa jumpin
flipin, flopin that ass steady bumpin
beat crazy pumpin, hataz I be stumpin
I think we have a problem, the beat my flow is humpin
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Big Buck - Time to Retaliate
Big Buck - Time to Retaliate
Lyrics:
Verse 1:
im ready to die, but youll die first
fear in your eye, for your blood I have thirst
look up in the sky, tear in my eye
coz I know ill kill you, matter of time
Im gettin my doe, lettin 8 on 8 go
even when I kill you I gotta get low
the illest, the realist youll ever know
I make them gats clap and thats how it go
one to the head, now I know hes dead
mind blowin scene, head full of lead
I dont ever wait on the cats that hate
I pop pop pop em from my high escalade
I'm a straight ryda, the hatas i hide em
hi tecs, deagles, uzis they bite em
head on the floor and body beside it
mother has cried it and the popos have found it
Verse 2:
big bucka mothafoka, hands up mouth shut
keep ya ass calm or ill bust you like a nut
ripin, blood drippin, holdin on your guts
you cant tell me nothin, can you say what?
lunatic psychopatic, playaz frozen static
crazy motherfucker, love the smell of panic
blowin up brains, call it organic
cut you shut you in a box, send across atlantic
roofless, my crimes is proofless
you be playin goofy, I leave you moveless
goofless, legs off footless
leave you dumbed out, gps is routeless
clueless, fruits left fruitless
take your flute soulja now you fluteless
cuteness, I leave you muteless
where your bullets at? seems like shootless
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