Testi musica canzoni

(Spoken)
This town like a great big pussy, just waiting to get fucked.
I'm telling you, I, I should've come in ten years ago
I'da been a, a millionaire by this time.
By this time, I'd have my own book, my own car, my own golf course.
In this country, you gotta make the money first
then when you get the money, you get the power
then when you get the power, then you get the women.
That's why you gotta make your own moves.

(SPM)
I come from the under,
bring the rain and the thunder,
double pumper burnin' rubber in yo baby mother,
fuck supper, I'll eat yo bitch ass up for breakfast,
in Texas, we blast first and then ask questions,
competition, all you can do is keep wishin',
you need to shut yo muthafuckin' ass up and listen,
the prison system's winnin', a losin' battle,
puttin' hate in our heart, we got more beef than cattle,
Mexicans killin' Mexicans I'm tired of you jealous men,
mad cuz I'm movin' on up like the Jeffersons,
easy pickins, I made a livin' cookin' chickens,
the sickest, now my flow is harder than my dick is,
you bump your two lips and I'ma bust my two clips,
that's two hollow tips to make you do two flips,
cuz I'm a fool and a nut that really don't give a fuck,
buckle up and do a drive-by in my grandpa's truck.

(Spoken)
Look, Time Has Come
We gotta expand
The whole operation, distribution
New York, Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own mark, and enforce it
We gotta think big now

(Bing)
I got my mind on dollar signs, blowin' lime dimes of pine,
my time to shine, you don't know Bing maan he fine,
proceed to shine, and blind. Dedicated to my rhymes,
top down, showin' spine, as I