Lyrics to Thrown
Chorus
Thown rouuouond by the wind (3x)
Thown Dowowown in a spin
Verse 1
These niggaz hate me cause the streets aint make me crazy
They raised me showed me how to win follwed in them shadows
Then i jumped up on my own 2 feet and made it happen
Figured out I'm makin rap and if not I'll take you clappin
See I'm on top of this art and on the blocks that i trout its hotter than hot liver than rock
Fiends jerkin they got product to cop the cops searchin for the product the rock
D in the coke purple weed in my smoke
The parks where they pump out boy
Only 2 fears god and them jump out boys
I'm really happy on ? hat stay with a lean
Shot this shit with big tymers chick stay lookin mean
I'm in the coup flyin back throw the dueces to u losers
What u stupid i'm ruthless ur dude is just a nuisance
Muthafucka when ur top get blown and ur shop get closed
Dont be so suprised told u guys that ill leave em
(chorus)
I move the music group next to me's a few of u
but technically ill to u dudes texas squezzin rugars too
I move the people 1 ur not as hot as me no it is what it is I'm cocky but u can't stop me
Pistolvania bred flex the pistol bang ur head
And if u trade some lead left in pistolvania dead
I'm still the same old guy spittin the flame
Whippin the lanes 1 thing on my mind and thats gettin the chain
My pops taught me well no way u can't prevail
If u got product and a plan then u can make it sell
So i took from that ran with it no lookin back
Coke up in my written when i spit it it get cooked to crack
I'm a have u niggaz mad at the game cause i'm snatchin up all the paper smackin up all u haters
Scrap u a baller faker a motherfuckin clone
I'm a titan in the game Wiz Khaifas to blame
I'll leave u
(chorus)
(Thanks to James Johnson for these lyrics)
Thown rouuouond by the wind (3x)
Thown Dowowown in a spin
Verse 1
These niggaz hate me cause the streets aint make me crazy
They raised me showed me how to win follwed in them shadows
Then i jumped up on my own 2 feet and made it happen
Figured out I'm makin rap and if not I'll take you clappin
See I'm on top of this art and on the blocks that i trout its hotter than hot liver than rock
Fiends jerkin they got product to cop the cops searchin for the product the rock
D in the coke purple weed in my smoke
The parks where they pump out boy
Only 2 fears god and them jump out boys
I'm really happy on ? hat stay with a lean
Shot this shit with big tymers chick stay lookin mean
I'm in the coup flyin back throw the dueces to u losers
What u stupid i'm ruthless ur dude is just a nuisance
Muthafucka when ur top get blown and ur shop get closed
Dont be so suprised told u guys that ill leave em
(chorus)
I move the music group next to me's a few of u
but technically ill to u dudes texas squezzin rugars too
I move the people 1 ur not as hot as me no it is what it is I'm cocky but u can't stop me
Pistolvania bred flex the pistol bang ur head
And if u trade some lead left in pistolvania dead
I'm still the same old guy spittin the flame
Whippin the lanes 1 thing on my mind and thats gettin the chain
My pops taught me well no way u can't prevail
If u got product and a plan then u can make it sell
So i took from that ran with it no lookin back
Coke up in my written when i spit it it get cooked to crack
I'm a have u niggaz mad at the game cause i'm snatchin up all the paper smackin up all u haters
Scrap u a baller faker a motherfuckin clone
I'm a titan in the game Wiz Khaifas to blame
I'll leave u
(chorus)
(Thanks to James Johnson for these lyrics)
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