Lyrics:
dubs
You know everything 'bout you so gangsta
Your white tee throwback with
The matching hat oh, you just so gangsta
Every good girl wants a thug in her
the womb to the tomb
I be rappin' 'til I'm dyin', doin' everything I love
That's the life of a don, skippin' school, sippin' liquor
Tryna get this money
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
will share everything with presents of love too
I'll be your loyal friend right until the end my girl
I'm getting tired of just another, another, another
Henny straight
Till the bottle's done
Lemme demonstrate the beast
The boy's become
(Raised)
Raised by the streets Mummy's oldest son (tell 'em)
But it's
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
same epidemic,
Done infected your girls.
I try to be nice,
But damn, you want everything,
And then you expect me to listen,
When you say you’re going
the only girl in the world to Me. you won’t use me but I’ll let you
Doing everything to not stress you
Cause everything with you special
I remember when I
know anything about love
People of earth, bleed for your work
Bang bang, girl
You don't know anything about love
And they don't wanna
Yeah, man
Day by
invented a gun
Then the history of the world started with a girl, that two kings fought for, I was there selling pearls
To the debutantes stealing a laugh,
wish you love
I wish you everything, everything that you ever dreamed of
I wish you life
I wish you joy
I wish you everything, everything a girl
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
have to go get a gun
You girls will learn I don't burn
You think I'm a sucka, but I ain't the one
[But you said you love me!]
I don't see no rings
times do I have to say it?
'Cause if I have to go get a gun
You girls will learn I don't burn
You think I'm a sucka, but I ain't the one
"But you
you, you ain't gotta front for the streets
We were born to ride, Bonnie and Clyde
Like your favorite gun, I was right by your side
See my love is true,
Roses are red, my thoughts been screwed
By another love gun, now I swallow these blues
Life is about perspective, I'd rather have my way
You die by
Yo
Hey yo, you all remember Shiro
Down low the money
Snaked by his girl and the friend he called his right hand
Things have been different from
Of your electric body
You rescued me from the fire of heartbreak
And you're just what I should take
Thank you, girl, for my survival
And a love so
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
my guns
All my women
Ryc is chillin
Sorta like a villain
Surrounded by funky fresh n fly women
Some um is poolside, some um is swimmin
Some um
side by side
You can be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my love
need my sensory deprivation
And a trillion girls, to rule my world
God is a woman, who else could still love us?
Mother Earth so fucked
They ain't even
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
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