. I said keep my name out of your mouth. There was sabotage in the fuselage of that 747 heart of yours. I set the bomb but it went off wrong and my parachute
I said keep my name out of your mouth. There was sabotage in the fuselage of that 747 heart of yours. I set the bomb but it went off wrong and my parachute
up top for my peeps Cracks in they Jeeps, don't sleep till they 6 feet deep No 'lax' in my tracks they potent Fuck homicide, I'ma ride, keep smokin' I keep
them six figgas with bitches, I done had that moment I get my crush on my rush on, I love this game Make your mouth taste like shit, when you mention my name
bad 'bout your people, player-hatin too much [MJG] You're hatin players too much, your guts gets threw up Your mouth can't chew up, your living room
prepared with today's Math, my mic be my rod and staff All hail, this is Irief Jamel Chief of the Chee Saw, gun you down southpaw Still fuck my pussy
is heavy Do more hotlines than hot nine Keep your hand on your mouth cause we get very Ugly out there, trust me out there They love me out there, from
Ryu I'm like a sniper Sittin' on Machine Shop's roof S.O.B. style Demigodz hold me down So keep my fuckin' name out your mouth [Motive:] I leave the
from the skin on your neck I throw your hype man off the stage from running his mouth Me and my niggas on the corner straight dunnin it out With the
Jealous muthafuckas wanna be like me I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth Before I get a bag of that fire and wait outside your
noise, talkin bout me and my boys Disrespected on a regular like a nigga got caught Well it's all about his Mo Thug music Put my name in your mouth and
middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch, no shade and your body be torchin! Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say, she say, nigga better peep
Sir motherfucking Daily, posted up in here You could spot me from afar, by my wrist and my ear My mouth and neck, the North till death Ten G's is my fee
to move shit Old shit new shit, to keep a few chips Man my life wasn't nothin' sweet At fifteen years old was livin' out on the street With rocks between my
my motherfuckering siccmade jacked at Cuz that's the only one I could use When I saw you at the war yeah when I lifted you out your shoes It was the
