gonna take all of this, fussing && hollering, moving && tossing shit around. && yu better not throw dem pots && dem pans in here. im the man in here. you bettah calm the fuck down
take all of this, fussing && hollering, moving && tossing shit around. && yu better not throw dem pots && dem pans in here. im the man in here. you bettah calm the fuck down
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, thang It's an everyday thang, it's an everday thang It's an everyday buck, buck, buck, bang Calm me down, it ain't gon' change, we won't change Bone
want me to show a nigga leatherface in me Don't fuck around nigga he's a real buck 'em down nigga Motherfuck rappin' how bout fuckin' with me now nigga
Mercedes 600 But he wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't But he wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't (Chorus til fade)
, even stevens and fades (do it a) Troops, Lottos, and BK's, those was the days (let's do it again) High tech boots spray painted witcha names (do it a) T
This can't be life, this can't be love This can't be right, there's gotta be more, this can't be us This can't be life, this can't be love This can'
kids, stick to your school Cause if you fuck with the streets that's jail or a bid A message to the wild, you should calm down Cause everybody rattin
's so loudly If it run it look like bush five on me boy you don't know me So tell yo homie to calm down for we come down put that choppas sound Automatic
If I don't see ya tonight it ain't on I take my other little young bitch home Niggers like me, know just what to do Me and homie want to fuck with you
wasn't a true soldier Fake bustas get hit with the clusterbomb You're a hot dog with no mustard, you're flustered I'm calm, spit, heat like a fucking
, lettin' mothafuckers know. You come wrong if you don't come strong... YOU BETTER CATCH WRECK! Mothafucker, I made the song. Styles will vary, they won't carry over. Don't fuck
a head bussa I don't know 'bout you, but I'm a head bussa Yo, yo See I'm a Philly nigga, I can't fuck wit a Dutch chick Automatic whips, can't fuck
Armin', T.S Patterson, B-X Hold UP! [Chorus] Boy, look what you done started now Ain't no stopping this or calming it down Don't let me catch one of
a nigga think he strong, man I can't sleep, so I stay up, don't wanna fuck them bitches Try to calm me down, I ain't givin' up I'm gettin' lost in the