R.I.P Don Vito Corleone
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DonVitoCοrleone wrote:
Ꮩʬ ₮ᴱ∁ᴴ wrote:
🙏🙏🙏
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RIP
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R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in here, I don't feel the love
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug -
I'm in a brand new drop top 'Rari with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of trial with three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city, where niggas at?
I be in every club in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin like I was Baby
On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga think he is Slick Rick or Dana Dane
Think he Rakim or somethin, look at his chain
Myself, from head to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh
Looking like I came to play, Mitchell and Ness
Any nigga with a watch like that, he need attention
Your man don't ball out like that, you need to bench him -
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thugI'm gone, don't know where I'm going
Pockets on extra big, they on Samoan
Got some bad bitches all in my section, just let some more in
And every nigga came in with me'll kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around like we Jamaican
Whole pounds strapped up in this bitch like we some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall open
Man the nerve of this high-ass bitch, she on the molly
She said she she want me to call her Ms. Berry, she think she Halle -
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug
Got a pocket full of Dead Prez
Attached to your girl like a .jpeg
Party scene turn to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas, need potty train, turn up, collard green
I'm on gasoline and I'm on that promethazine
Life ain't nothin but a G thing
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her g-string
I'm the type of nigga thats built to last
You fuck with me, Ill put my foot in your ass
I got a million in stash, I stack my money so tall
That you might need a giraffe
When you was countin this cash, nigga!
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the club
Took patron to the head almost killed a thug -
Mayhem you have serious issues.
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I’m from the Great White North, right, like up above the States
The big land mass that the rest of the world hates
Well, we’re like, above that, fuckin' north I guess
The big patch of trees where everybody’s bored to death
We’re just chillin’ up here, sippin’ syrup, playin’ hockey
Before we learn to walk, we can crosscheck properly
Just rockin’ plaid jackets, chainsaws we operate ‘em right
Fuckin’ eh right we do bud, we cut our weight in firewood
Every twenty minutes or so - smoke break!
And if the Leafs make the playoffs, I’ll fuckin’ jump in the lake
Fuckin’ buddy comes over to my place the other night
And he’s like “wanna go out for a rip?”
And I was like “fuckin’ right!” (yeah)
So we hop in the truck and hit the mud and I was like
“Ooh fuck yeah bud!”
Just out for a rip are ya bud? Just out for a rip?
Just out for a rip are ya bud? Just out for a rip?
Just out for a rip are ya bud? Just out for a rip?
Just out for a rip are ya bud? Just out for a rip? -
I come from the land of the polite, where shit’s covered in ice
And when I’m down in the States, they’re like “you’re too fuckin’ nice”
I’m like “yeah we got manners, but fuckin’ buddies still fight
And fuckin’ swear and fuckin’ drink all night”
Like this one time, me and fuckin' buddy are out havin’ a dart
And fuckin’ buddy burns a hole in my coat
And I was like “fuck bud” ‘cause the coat was pretty new, right?
And he's like “fuck you, ” so I put his head in a snowbank
Just started fuckin’ feeding him the right left
Like fuckin’ boom, boom, boom, "you had enough yet?"
And he’s like “okay, okay, fuck, chill out, shit”
So I pulled him out of the snow and we went out for a rip (yeah)
Just out for a rip are ya bud? (oh fuck yeah) Just out for a rip? (fuckin’ right)
Just out for a rip are ya bud? (oh fuck yeah) Just out for a rip? (fuckin’ right)
Just out for a rip are ya bud? (oh fuck yeah) Just out for a rip? (fuckin’ right)
Just out for a rip are ya bud? (oh fuck yeah) Just out for a rip? (fuckin’ right) -
༺☠Ꮹཞ༏ཀ☠༻ wrote:
Xnxx.com not working for you too? Xhamsters is next bestMayhem you have serious issues.
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★MΛΥΗΞΜ★ wrote:
You're one sick, mentally degraded puppy. Get yourself checked.༺☠Ꮹཞ༏ཀ☠༻ wrote:
Xnxx.com not working for you too? Xhamsters is next bestMayhem you have serious issues.
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Oh me, oh my my (haan)
Gone need more quinine (Montana)
Oh me, oh my my (Haan, off the rip)
Gone need more quinine (aye aye aye) -
I'ma ride with my dog off the rip
Talking brown bag, paper tag off the rip
Shawty came through, bent it over off the rip
Dope boy bag, popping tags off the rip
Nigga off the rip
Started from the block, dirty money off the rip
Cut a shark fin, talking money off the rip
Walk up in the dealer, a hundred fifty off the rip
My dog came home, buck fifty off the rip
Haan -
Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Forty knock his head off (off the rip)
Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip) -
Rarri looking good on a strip
Stock a hundred mill as a mothafucking grip
Johnny Hancock, ten milli off the rip
Shawty brought her friends off the rip
Bitches bust it open, eating pusy off the rip
West Side, getting blood money with a crip
My dog getting out, money orders off the rip, boy
Spend a car note on my fit, boy
Manute Bol hanging off my clip, boy
Niggas running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by brick, boy
Coke Boys off the rip, boy -
Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Forty knock his head off (off the rip)
Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip)Coke Boys get the bloody money, dirty cash
Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat stacks
You monkey walk, I'm hunchback
Speak quiet, talking 'bout mi casa
Scared to death when I pop up -
I'ma ride with my dog off the rip
Talking brown bag, paper tag off the rip
Shawty came through, bent it over off the rip
Dope boy bag, popping tags off the rip
Nigga off the rip
Started from the block, dirty money off the rip
Cut a shark fin, talking money off the rip
Walk up on the dealer, a hundred fifty off the rip
My dog came home, buck fifty off the rip
HaanOh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Forty knock his head off (off the rip)
Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip) -
Visɧɓuɱe wrote:
You Brenda,your beautiful child and the family are in my prayers.Rest in peace the soul of DVC.
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Let's liven it up in here guys comon sing it with me!
Started with a hooptie and I went and got a Beamer
Pull up in a boat, Titanic La Marina
Shout out to young gunner, spend a hundred on my timer
Looking through the smoke and mirrors, smoking marijuana
Rarri and the Gatti and the Beamers and the Benzes
Homicide tryna knock my door off the hinges
Riding with some Cubans that be fresh up out the border
Making back a whole thang, breaking down a quarter
Drophead, getting dome, riding through New Orleans
Hear them shots ringing then I hear that money calling
Counting up my blessings, counting money keep a dollar
Drophead white mink on when it's colder -
Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Forty knock his head off (off the rip)
Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip)Oh me, oh my might
Cut dope, gone need more quinine
(Off the rip)
Forty knock his head off (off the rip)
Drop top V, niggas sped off (off the rip)Coke Boys get the coke money, plenty cash
Live niggas just smoke ash, Phantom seat stashed
You dunkey walk, I'm hunchback
Buck quiet, talk about mi casa
You TMZ niggas gasaOff the rip
Off the rip
Off the mothafucking rip, boy -
picking up speed running out of time
going head to head its the way of life
gotta fall down and eat ground to get back up again!
LETS BEYBLADE!
(instrument)
spining it out with the speed and shound
im gonna rip it up another bet in town
we are the team with the bang
we are the ones that's gonna win
LETS BEYBLADE LETS BEYBLADE
(instrumental)
LETS BEYBLADE !!!!!!!!!!!! (X3) -
Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy
Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family
Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boyRest in peace to my cause, money is the love
Disrespect me bitches, it's murder up in bloods
Rest in peace to my homies in the pen
Ain't comin' home and that they can't win -
My homie momma died he was 5
Brought him to the street life taught 'em to survive
Block was his daddy, tatts in the caddy now
Blowin' on that gonja lil' homie had to have it huhFull of that aroma, gun alone taught 'em the corner
Nigga life in the streets homie up in the mornin'
See we G's fuckin' with these flees
Work in they house and you know we got to eat -
Youngster wanna be a gangster like me
I let 'em all see so they know how it be
Streets is a motherfucker game of life
Playin' the hard part of it is livin' it twiceFresh with the money now, cruisin' in the Lambo
Time to change hoe but money still the same though
Bitches with the murder, murder with the bitches
Homies in my hood nigga trippin' 'bout they riches -
Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy
Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family
Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boyRest in peace to my cause, money is the love
Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods
Rest in peace to my homies in the pen
Ain't comin' home and that they can't win -
See my homie caught life, couldn't do it twice
He held court on the street that night
Nobody trippin' but the hood be flippin'
On the laws, fuck 'em out they jaws
Fuck 'em in they carsYou know my hood, we don't spare nothin' blood
You know my streets nigga fucked up in the mud
You know the cost when you playin' with the boss
Your life is lost when your playin' with boss -
It was the best that you could be for me
I think we were lucky just to stay alive
Even when you had only fire to breathe
I know you were only trying to make it right
Change everything I’ve ever known
Try once again to let you go
If you could go back now would you say it differently
If there was no one there would you open up for me
If this was the last time that we would ever speak
Could we forgive somehow, could we let it rest in peace? -
Stories are lost somewhere behind your eyes
You are a dying breed, you stand alone
I couldn’t get through no matter how I tried
You tore me apart but still I love you so
Change everything I’ve ever known
Try once again to let you go
If you could go back now would you say it differently
If there was no one there would you open up for me
If this was the last time that we would ever speak
Could we forgive somehow, could we let it rest in peace? -
If you could go back now would you say it differently
If there was no one there would you open up for me
If this was the last time that we would ever speak
Could we forgive somehow, could we let it rest in peace?
If you could go back now would you say it differently
If there was no one there would you open up for me
If this was the last time that we would ever speak
Could we forgive somehow, could we let it rest in peace? -
I died
So many years ago
But you can make me feel
Like it isn't so
And why you come to be with me
I think I finally know
mmm-mmmYou're scared
Ashamed of what you feel
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal
Whisper in a dead man's ear
It doesn't make it real
That's great
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