Lyrics:
Don't get scared
Just be prepared for the worst
The streets coerced my mind with crime
My 9 busts shots and outbursts
Through your back out your
Swing at the plate like a ranger
From Texas and I really tote on a banger
33 on my back like my last name was granger
My mama told me don't talk
Erywon
Yeahmen
Memory is define by your Race
Destiny is define by your pace
The two is the life that will chase
Rebuild your plans and your phrase
So
they was doin
You should've been thru with nigga
We from the south they from the north
We live by different codes
Get some money move out the hood was
Strange Music! I know ya'll see us!
Ya'll saw that Forbes list 2 years in a row, nigga, don't play!
And we still doing it!
Harder than most
(fuck the system)
Not from golden state
Still I’m a warrior like curry (border baby)
Third coast baby
Where were swinging and swerving (Texas boy)
like my necklace, she can't get a message
She just got a F in, yeah, fuck niggas
Yeah, cause she don't trust niggas
Yeah, she used to dub niggas
Yeah,
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
great big world, they’d get their lives on track
Those city slickers never knew they wouldn’t be coming back
Fred did the weather on channel 10 and Paul
you're tuff
Yo your ass will get snuffed
[Verse Two: performed by Paulie Two Times]
Yo I got no heart when I start my collections, collections
You pay
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
school, woah
Music and uh yeah, the hoops aye
You know we don't fuck with no school, woah
These bitches I meet them by two's, aye
But I still do not fuck
and get jerked and robbed for
Their life by a knife or a gun
So when ya see me coming, nigga, run
[Chorus: x2]
"See I had to lick em" "Punk
Don't wanna get consumed by my past
No fear in us, go get the broom like the Mavs
Lev—Level up
Times is wasted
She swallow me, tainted
Tryna get you from
family went away on a weekend ski trip
And they left $100 and a note by the phone
That said: 'Don't have any company till we get home'
No company? I'm
you (don't wanna ride on)
I can't shuck and jive with you
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (two)
They watch tryna do what I do (do)
Know I'm poppin',
want smoke up on the rumors we can fight about it
But if he don't then maybe we can get the chopsticks
The whip got tits out I'm saying that it's
a blur, what happened? I really just don't know
Got flashbacks coming but they come back slow
And even if I wanted, couldn't get to that place
I blacked-in
niggaz is couraged, I get wild
So don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I've got a lot of enemies, and they'd all like to bang me
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
throughout my life those are the rules that I've lived by
A sucker put his hands on me homie I'll give a guy
A jab, jab, jab, uppercut, jab
Get 'em a steaks
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
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