Lyrics:
we was out there with him shooting
I'm upset you let them catch you, You a killer not no goofy
Talked to you the night before, And I swear it's like
on every gun they sell
Murders go unsolved
A few got turned in by their moms
This is what they can't tell you
This is what they can't show you
Bitches a take
See me in the town with glockiana but dont say a thang
Stitch lip 4L i cant say a thang
room full of killers got love for my baby apes
Choppa send em
gon' be straight coppin' you stack
Your mob lacks, I'm a defeat you run three-two on contact
Cogniac, get me strapped with the black gat itchin'
words of wisdom
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
A branch
words of wisdom
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
This time there was three
One, two, three the hard way
A branch
things, couldn't find the words to explain
The only way to avoid stress is to get high, by drinking hennessey but I
But I can't get too high, cause I
my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring
Out my assets
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom
Pair of 3
3 yrs ago i never knew i could rhyme right
10 yrs to come still i'll be in the lime light
Is that right?
I dont even need your response
Cos the ones i
killer
Kill you with just one touch
Don't even feel her
Put me down and turn me around
Really wanna go to the place I am by my words
I become
hope that this ass whippin'
Teach you a motherfuckin' lesson
Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
'Cause deep down in the South boy's
she got the flu
I’m a killer, I ain’t bluffing
No orange tips, baby, this ain’t nerf or nothing
Talk behind my back, I’ll prove that I ain’t fronting
Listen to the tales of this northern cali killer
Take it for what its worth but recognize a blood spiller
So far I've been lucky but enemies might
torment.
Now embrace Babylon,
Remove three thousand years of convent.
Spill forth the filth.
Sing me the sirens opus,
Make us feel truly godless.
Embrace
go on tours on banana bus
D. O. same m.o., drive through bricks
Chicken shotty, that ass make me lie to my bitch
Word to god doc throw more lines then
Word to god doc throw more lines then fishin rod
No stars, we're supergod non recouperb-alls (yo)
Buttons is pressed to remove the press
Press
So mark my words
You're way offside
Now how them man gonna cope?
When they see that I never stop
That's why you hear
Tempo Music Baby
When the beat
your bitch about me, say my dick big and smoke strong
Got Drums on guns, big enough to hang a coat on
Surrounded by these killers, tell me why I need
near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist
Ice on my neck
Watch baguettes
Demon killer
That's a flex
I just pulled up to the mall with a Bible Blicky
Got my angels staying by side you know I
fuckin' with the wrong nigga
You know?
It's like, why you fuckin' with the wrong nigga?
I was raised by thugs, schooled by killers
Learned my
fuckin' with the wrong nigga
You know?
It's like, why you fuckin' with the wrong nigga?
I was raised by thugs, schooled by killers
Learned my
I know poets with no penchant for words
In your time zone, smoking on the remnants of herb
Give me the penance of curb-biting, I'll skip to the step
Errybody wanna be a killer i just wanna make a killin
Dats da difference
If u know what i know do your dirt by yourself
Let god be the witness
Well
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