Testo Gone - Bizzy Bone
Testo della canzone Gone (Bizzy Bone), tratta dall'album The Story
Walk This Way,Talk This Way
Ain't nothing for my crew
That I won't do
Riding on the freeway
Rolling in that Six Deuce
On some Bombbay
Yeah we drink that shit too
Yes we got that wolf pack
Backwoods with the best
Weed in it ain't no seeds in it
Walk This Way,Talk This Way
Ain't nothing for my crew
That I won't do
Riding on the freeway
Rolling in that Six Deuce
On some Bombbay
Yeah we drink that shit too
Yes we got that wolf pack
Backwoods with the best
Weed in it ain't no seeds in it
Everytime I roll through
You know what I go to
Sitting on my Six Deuce
Yeah that shit's the pimp juice
Twizzy on his shit too
Everytime I'm up I throw
Some cheese in it, breathe in it
Make sure ain't no seeds in it
We roll it up, light it, fold it up
And you can get it
Man that weapon looking perfect
But the niggas inside are lifted yeah
Where the players are real
Niggas for assistance
Introduce you to my new flow
Weed's back
Walk This Way,Talk This Way
Ain't nothing for my crew
That I won't do
Riding on the freeway
Rolling in that Six Deuce
On some Bombbay
Yeah we drink that shit too
Yes we got that wolf pack
Backwoods with the best
Weed in it ain't no seeds in it
Walk This Way,Talk This Way
Ain't nothing for my crew
That I won't do
Keep on walking and talking and I'm Hawking angels in the dark
Wake up, without a spark
Sparks up the fire starts to crackle
Attacks of the track like blah
Spack of the slack to the
Back of the studio
Now give me a stack for
Eric Stack stacking vocals exactly
Move to the rap game, rapping
I'm Eazy's rabbit but it passed me
Tortuous ways of extortion and that Piece
I'm beasting for ever more
I'm on my cheech
I'm beasting on the floor, keep a cypher on my streets
My niggas love to pour, out they soul and they my peeps
For keeping me informed, on my publishing so sweet
I couldn't get it more, It's how everyone else thinks
I could've hated more, your so bad I just not chic
I couldn't m? ore, OK trigger please don't speak
Little baby it's all good, you can walk up on anything
Cause we gon' keep it hood,
To the one that's on everything
Bang, bang, bang, bang
I'm the pride of your granny Pearl
I reside and a fan of Earl the symmetry of
my world and my life is constantly twirling
High enough to be social, zone out wit' a glass of Bourbon
I'm pearling, swerving on the freeway, purposely, close curtain
Most certainly, keep the purple, and liquor when I'm hurting
Get money my nigga let's get it, don't drop it?
Bling bling nigga?
Ding ding in the ring it's crazy
Seen things that'll make you hate me
Get money get money have babies
And I have a few Redbulls when I get too faded
And I'm on my 1's and 2's when I get too jaded
And if you knew dude just waiting having fun
Have enough 'fore we blow out
Get you dumb
Make you really wanna go and just
Smoke someone, choke someone, poke someone
Some of us get a bottle, drink and throw up some
You don't know your problems 'til you chalk it up and grow up some
Hold up son, slow your roll and blow it up
You should show us some
In the mean time I be folding something
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Writer(s): Smokey Rogers
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