stood our ground Shot out the lights, it got a little crazy I don't wanna see us go the way of the buffalo Don't wanna have another wild west show, hey
ground. Shot out the lights: It got a little crazy. I don't wanna see us go, The way of the buffalo: Don't wanna have another wild west show. Hey yaw
Käännös: Big \u0026amp; Rich. Wild West Show.
ground. Shot out the lights: It got a little crazy. I don't wanna see us go, The way of the buffalo: Don't wanna have another wild west show. Hey yaw,
'm on the front lines Runs in my bloodline thirsty like lost boys Big money bounce my accounts keep em offshore Caribbean breeze there's ten million reasons Y'all super eight like rich
to rob me Theodore U, we got the army A-Town to Mariner's Harby Wild West, Now Born, go hard, G. Killa Hill, Stapletown, Port Rich' kids Pack heat, like
'm a little more flashy a nigga So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga I'm on that Keflon vest shit, that wild wild west shit And eighty one 1
betcha can't do it Betcha betcha can't do it on a dick, she poppin It's Lil O baby, South motha fuckin West I know you're ballin and you think that you rich
more than just the wildest nigga 2Pacalypse, I understand your style nigga It's goin' on the third year, since you've been gone On the East and West
Indian but not a Navajo I smoke the big leaf in all the big deef's My hair in two braids, I'm the big Chief Ladahdah be dahdadah Yeah, break that down
dope Woody, from the north to the south we go Woody, from the east to da west we roll [Verse 1] Now when I do this thang ima do it wild And I ain't
m a little more flashy a nigga So chances are, I'ma have to blast me a nigga I'm on that Kevlar and vest shit, that wild wild West shit There's eighty
the job hard, I had to throw some Weak lyrics together, just to get paid 'go see the doctor', and I got played The train continued to the 'wild, wild west
[Song borrows the beat from Kanye West's "Can't Tell Me Nothing"] [Intro/Chorus: Chamillionaire] (Oh oh oh oh oh) Chamillitary mayne Most of these rappers
Multi-million dollar label, E.S.G.-Big Sin doing our thang Brandon Stacks, Carmen San' this how it's going down Big Craig what's up, Jun-Yo my boy Rod G Big
change if we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded Time will soon show
