
Дата выпуска: 03.12.2001
Возрастные ограничения: 18+
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Crumblin' Erb |
Yessuh |
Let me dig into your brain, folks fallin' like rain |
Property got me sellin' thangs, guess I’m gon' explain |
Jane is rolled up, no gangs be trowed up |
But still Andre got action, they sweat like Keith, all on my teeth |
I take it upon myself to handle mine, thinkin' that you |
Gots ample to do this have you shot I thought you knew this |
I’m crumblin', no time for fumblin' sellin' my sacks watchin' my back |
Wettin' 'em up like splash, leavin' 'em in a splash |
Of blood, the clock is tickin' niggaz from my block is missin' |
I’m puttin' it down like it be hot before we all get shot |
Got, only so much time in this bastard |
Bitter be claimin' broke but I be sayin' they pro-cras-ti-natin' |
Settlin' for less, bet' be ready |
When they roll up in your nest and, sink one in your chest and |
Youse gone, up outta here for good |
Y’all be bobbin' back and forth to let me know you understood |
Yeah, whassup |
There’s only so much time left in this crazy world |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Niggaz can’t let niggaz they don’t understand |
(What's the master plan) |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
So check me out, see |
Once in a while when niggaz be tryin' to test me I gets frisky |
Grab a pint of golden whiskey then they swing but shit they missed me |
Huh |
I’m gettin' nice with them thangs, because I do like that |
You heard me on the radio and yes my man I’m true to dat |
I run my lyrics the way y’all wanna hear 'em |
And shoot my dice like it’s the brick the way that wall done flicks 'em |
Nigga, so ring around the roses diamonds around my neck from flexin' |
But I’m runnin' niggaz over like a ninety-fo' lexus, test it |
Ten millimeters count 'em nigga fuckin' high |
See I added a millimeter for y’all niggaz doin' crimes and drivebys |
Kiss yo' ass bye-bye, sayanora suckers |
I flipped the script and turned the page |
Ain’t scared of you motherfuckers |
Be boppin' shots, like them hoes be poppin' cookies |
And I still be spreadin' bullets like them freaks be spreadin' cooties |
So look here niggaz, I’m huntin' red October |
I said my shit and ran my lyrics and now my verse is over |
There’s only so much time left in this crazy world |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Niggaz can’t let niggaz they don’t understand |
(What's the master plan) |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Woo! Big Boi |
Got a type of nugget, blunt box, it’s empty |
That’s where the erb be droppin', it’s simply marvelous time is tickin' |
But some of that time when I be layin' vocals in the dungeon |
Sugar bear and mon be smokin' ounces like it ain’t nuttin' |
It ain’t shit, to take another hit so hit it |
Of the canibus seteva weed reefer yeah smoke shit |
It’s all day any til they label me deceased |
So fire up another one and smoke out and fuck the world peace |
We, is gonna smoke out, until we choke out |
Like some merry men, cowards I be buryin' |
Comin' around my shop with that see nigga you gets nothin' |
Just like DJ do the cuttin' I be havin' your posse duckin' nothin' but |
King shit, I am askin', sucka can you hand |
That player with the pepper throwin' salt off in your game |
Sprinkle sprinkle motherfucker don’t be cryin' on me |
That stuff the sess be in my chest until I’m chillin' in peace, yeah |
There’s only so much time left in this crazy world |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Niggaz can’t let niggaz they don’t understand |
(What's the master plan) |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Ahh shit now |
Comin' in like two fat hoes sittin' off on Corn Flakes |
Droppin' these thangs like French fries in hot grease |
Big Gipp, Goodie Mob, P.A., OutKast |
The J-O-I, just to let y’all niggaz know |
Forever pimpin' never slippin' that’s how it is |
That how it’s gon' be, that’s how it was in the past |
That’s how it’s gon' be in the futures nigga |
It’s all day eryday, so whatchu wanna do with it? |
Bring that shit on, know what I’m sayin? Yeah |
There’s only so much time left in this crazy world |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Niggaz can’t let niggaz they don’t understand |
(What's the master plan) |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
There’s only so much time left in this crazy world |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
Niggaz can’t let niggaz they don’t understand |
(What's the master plan) |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
There’s only so much time left in this crazy world |
I’m just crumblin' erb, I’m just crumblin' erb |
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