We Got A Dolla! (Hey Hey Hey Hey)prod by. B.Lett

admin — Mon, 10 May 2010 01:11:38 +0000

http://usershare.net/7qa0h7u2zwm1 (Verse 1) Royce on the come up- the mic is my weapon they messed around to reunite the master w/ the nunchuck I level the playin field- bricks w/ the 1 up starpower for me- the flower’s for my mother and the shrooms for the payin customers- give em love I’m the outlet w/ the work up in my pocket from plugs I hustle like a mug just to keep on the lights, water but they hatin on the buzz like a fly swatter Visualize em blow, C-4 to the eye sockets Royce is a shoveler of shit- so why talk it? Sleepin on my show- I’m being booked- they Tom Sawyers Yo boy count the chips- tell them chickens to bon voyage iridescent shine so I’m keepin the locs w/ me Incandescent mind- I read the bible and smoke PHILLiesss I get up on the mic and bare the naked in lyrics as i stress about the wages that they take from a nigga I’m collectin reparations from the gov chillin it as we speak, on the creep so come and **** w/ yo villian I take the sky for ransom as I aim at the moon w/ it shake my change cup on the strip, and whistle tunes w/ it pixalated blood comes w/ the game,they Boon w/ it I flame from the first person range, so doom w/ it Kirby’s wanna suck em- cuz he about a balla! my whole crew eatin cuz WE GOT A DOLLA! (Verse 2) Roll up the paper and rush that- the infant of the block my hubcaps crawl like rugrats- We grubbin w/ the gluttony- paper in tall stacks no one could **** w/ me- man, these haters should fall back I rode street ponies to the crib- he off that guess I’m what it is till they bring New York back Royce through cuffin on a *****- you lock that you dick talk defensive pimpin- you cockblock that I learn my protegez bout the games these hoes play White woman lips can turn a nigga to O J black girl mouth could turn a nigga to Ike Turner Custom made kicks for the whip w/ the bright burners ****in w/ a trick expectin money to bounce outcha when i spit the gift- the ears lift like Alfalfa Money rainin here other- niggas need drought counslers Mad potent shit- you can get bout an ounce out us Slicker than a story tellin Rick- I got one Make these hoes feel it like they rode my shotgun While its loaded-yo boy **** around and exploded on the scene minish cap with some evisu jeans The safety inspectors say that he too clean w/ his lyricism- but the pandemic still killin niggas Leave execs at the round table tell they ass holla While I’m wavin w/ the pomade- WE GOT A DOLLA!

By MorphineRoberts (Future Producers)

Can you think of an example of something that slaps harder than this? (you caint)

admin — Sun, 09 May 2010 05:47:06 +0000

Seriously. I’ve been listening to this non-stop and everyone I showed it to has been listening to it non-stop. The new Fonzereli is certified heat.

By Robot Sunset Extreme (Future Producers)

Why Are You Doing This?

admin — Sat, 08 May 2010 19:14:03 +0000

I was thinking about how over the past few years I went from wanting to be rich and famous to just wanting to do music cause I enjoy it.

By Kaminota (Future Producers)

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We Got A Dolla! (Hey Hey Hey Hey)prod by. B.Lett

Can you think of an example of something that slaps harder than this? (you caint)

Why Are You Doing This?