he wanna bone. (I know he wanna bone) (But what about J.R Writer) I'm a skill 'em And when I wr-wr-write 'em, I'm a grill em. The nigga Pap he might
conscious that took Pac away This For The Niggas screaming On Me But Not Today This for the niggas thinking? I was all Dr. Dre This For The Magasin Writers
my riders You know we riders, that ride out and get high, and just ride And get high and just ride [Chorus 2X: J.R. Writer You know we riders, I hope
Especially those that get fucked for they publishing, heh Always gotta be the weakest nigga out the crew I probably make more money off yo' album, than you You see the respect I get
mother on my last record cover it's felt Now deal wit it Chorus: Bilal I wanna get into it Let's do this I wanna see you move it So move it So let's just get
ron] (Aye dios, aye dios mio) (Aye dios, aye dios mio) Callette Callette Callette Ca-Callette [Repeat] [Verse 2: J.R. Writer] I know Dominicans with boats that get
. You wanna join the crew, then you must see me, flee (Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy, you my Gotham Bonnie Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny (Get 'em
(feat. J.R. Writer) [Hell Rell:] Okay, I'm all about my money bitch Hell Rell, I'm all about my money [Verse 1: Hell Rell] Yo, blow money in large amounts
kind of nigga Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say? [Brother J] Yeah! I'm just
em', maken we'll clap at ya peel off on dirt bikes and raptors squirt pipes at bastards y'all cant fuck wit me! [Hook] [J.R. Writer] Hey ma, its J.R
Two: Face em and diss em (whattup dog?) Don't give em a demo; kidnap em (I want you to come with me) and make em come to your basement and listen (you