Won! Lyrics & Tabs by Souls of Mischief
Won!
guitar chords lyrics
What? Go get it gold pined it
We the ultimate they flow timid
Who the most potent
Souls get up on it like some silicone titties
sex flow hit it for this penny hose critics
They back purse like .
The whole hiero coalition is no gimic
See I never trip cause my shit is more original
Cut a chicken up like Trill Vill or Kill Bill
They do some criminal
I m popping with the pistol
Cops blowing on the whistle
sticky as a fusel
Her mind s a state a slave to my mind control, not my faith
My by the time I climb the subterranean back to your brain
sticky as a fusel
Her mind s a state a slave to my mind control, not my faith
My by the time I climb the subterranean back to your brain
And stand in the remaining efraction (?)
... mansion to perfection, any questions, listen close
Shinning like my old school come true
Dreaming like my aunt s daddy most do
I m an alpha male young women control you
Not in and out of jail cause I keep my proposal
Delectable dojos, I m smoking in the
Legalize this shit, east open the cobra
Yeah, turbo jam, turtle neck and turtle stain
Earth from the with dirty rocking hands
Circumstance is dirty, table still turning
And I still feeling sea sick beneath the turn of
all I stand is murder and the murder of the mass with critical mass
See them hurricane and the storm thicker
Then I m quicker than the lightning strick twice sick in here
Knock them out like Nicky Fear
Suffer the like Nicky Woods
With the sticky good in the dicky hood
Half thug femurs busy
Blood sucking tax money from . Mississippi
short on morphine so granted
Too busy changing the four minutes in the noisy still got veins
They got seas over anything to see they sending boys over wars
What? Go get it gold pined it
We all
Souls get the burning like some silicone titties
. for this penny hose critics
They back purse like .
The whole high is no
My master precision off a mathematician
Fags insisting on grasping my diction
Put your hands up on this one, yea s in the missing
And classes you skipin you lack the essential
24 that s a tradition
stacks in the distance a rap s the addition
Spice is expensive, the recipe is simple
Gimme the track, a white pad and
like that niggers stand in detention
Week span is efficient, you don t need to go the distance
o cheese, niggers, mc s bitches, they go pp sitting
when I bust, slow beef you trippin
keep me spitting
If the plan s spin it then I m getting off limit
If I said it in a minute, fuck you
I got stripsy I got stripes
Don t get me twisted with these far by knights
Think twice before you draw my knights
Do the math, you don t even know the half of what my life s like
Love them faith I like dice
They call me rappers looking at me fall like kites
When twilight strikes to my mind life
Instead of me like lights
Imitating this shit, you imitating the jig
I bet when you were run way niggers taking you away with
Your ex-girl man illustrating the
snatch in the prison facing the grip
I bet you need a woofy just to get a goopy
I partner in the
a problem in the future, I got a big ass crew and I can introduce ya
What? Go get it gold pined it
We all
Who the
Souls get the burning like some silicone titties
. for this penny hose critics
They back purse like .
The whole high is no
