Lyrics:
the gangstas die young and the rats die faster
So, when my shooter spread this MAC
Live shatter 'round, 'round
Like, "Who gives a fuck if Black Lives Matter?"
after chugging some booze
Really thought I was the man, looking up to the crew
But all my homies thinking, "Merk, what the fuck's up with you?"
Then we
We didn't just come to rock a show (rock a show)
Even though we came to get live (get live, y'all)
So everybody, put your hands to the ceiling (put
back home for buns
With my mum and her mates, watching re-runs
By day I sells draw with my mates you see
But at night I likes to watch romantic comedy
I
fate was sealed
And from then on he was feared more than any
We dropped anchor where two currents crossed
A place where many a ship had been lost
As we
many girl problems cause I like them in twos
She say Beanzy why you do what you do
I said I do what I do
And I’m tired of the lies
I get high to get by
norm
My lord, two naked chicks, got the back lounge looking like a porn
Foot rubber's got her head in the merch guys lap
Head banging like she
the fuck niggas you moving with
And it feel like 'em when I'm on this robbing spree I hope yo crew agree
Snatching on these simple-ass niggas claim they
747 11 come to bust
Somebody take me home I want to live in lust
When trust is low and stakes are high
That's all I ever did in Denver was die
grill
Ya know what I'm saying?
Listen
By the age of aquarius
My mind state was gugarious
Various opponents whose stature was hilarious
Like you
Throwing
right
One of my niggaz ekasi bought a new ride
Nami kulamalanga I'm praying a few times
Ngoba angsazi ngimephi I'm living two lives
So before I loose
Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio
Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood
Rolling ten man strong minimum Seven-up like Fido Dido
Scotland Green collect my giro
My whole crew wanted by the 5 0
Cooking up food
Bubbles floating
Or would you rather hang out with your crew?
Niggaz want to smoke with you
Maybe have a drink or two
Baby can we have a day, by the lake?
Conversate?
Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously
Tremendously I blow weed deep in my memory
You still breathe, your face show through your seeds
kinda hot, holusinate and see 1
See 2 girls by the hallway, all day
Staring at my grill, these females want to play
Girls dim the lights and dance 'til
out
You won't get me cause the chain's like it's workin out
But E's - still wit the Roc-A-Fella gang hoe
Whole crew got cheese like mozzarella mayne
Top
all shy, hmm I wonder why
Every time I look at you, you turn and drop your eye
We faced, began to lace you up with lines
Fragrance by Ann Klein had
747 11 come to bust
Somebody take me home I wanna live in lust
When trust is low and stakes are high
That's all I ever did in Denver was die
acting all shy, hmm I wonder why
Everytime I look at you, you turn and drop your eye
We faced, began to lace you up with lines
Fragrance by Ann Klein
commit Seppuku
And live on through my children and stories cause I got buku
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catcha girly by the toe
If she squealing let it blow
some damn fools
Don’tchu know to do that type of
Dirt down at the sand dunes?’
Disrespectful vandals, prepubescent packrats
One plus two equals a crew
look at my money, like it's not mitunkne yeah yeah
Homie I come from the street, live my life by the rules
If I owe ya I'm gon' get ya, might be ten
to speak out
Scary reach out, scream murder and pull the glock out
Cock it back, then tell your crew to relax
Take a deep breath, now take six
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