Lyrics:
the blues
Let 'em kill me, I refuse
I'm down for killing
But the one of [edited] I was accused
I leave ya funky
I put my trunk-y
Hair by a monkey
So
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They f***ed up when the rob me
Put another contract
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract
I'm lil' Tay-K, I don't think you want no action (21, 21)
You want action, you get turned into past tense
Your boys deep? Well, let's get
I been gone a lil' minute, gone a lil' minute
Back for the sack, I been gone a lil' minute
Killin' that pussy, I'm crawlin', I'll in it
Tell me you
'em back)
Nah, fuck it, get 'em first
Feels like this rapping shit a curse
I wanna rob, i just can break it down and
Put it in a verse (Put it in
bit younger I dig her lil style
I know I come off swift
No darling I ain't no pimp
Just call me I'll bring you here
This bottle gone get you there
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
Psychopathic Rydas back in this motherfucker
Motherfuckin' bitch! D Town, all sides
Y'all ready to get crackin'? Let's ride!
Detroit!
When we ride,
Told that lil' boy I got big ol' stacks
Plus I ain't need no gang
Heard he got big old aim
Heard he wanna hit like kick, kick
Cake, huh, Easy Bake
I come
Ah yeah
We back
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Aye, what's up baby, how you doing?
Where you come from and what's your name? (Oh yeah)
I sure do like
Nigga better come if he just want to test me
I ain't with no internet beef so nigga skip the texting
Get to wettin' up up your lil' block with
out the cubby
Go head and shoot
Bitch stick ya head out roof
Baby show me what you do
Shoot at his crew
Put that lil boy on the news
Rob a nigga for his
Uh, yeah, c'mon, Black Rob
Where Black Rob at?
PD world tourer, Harlem horror
We back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, y'all
Thought we was gonna stay away for
watch that pitch
Imma beat that ass you choose ya switch lil boy
Let me explain
They got me trapped in a game
They cut me deep dealt the pain
Now I cut
just try to do me
All a nigga know is win, no I'm not into losing
Got a stick I let it hit, no I will not miss
Rob a nigga out his shit, now that's
The devil keep tryna come conquer me
Smokin' OG and the Fronto leaf
Droppin' a deuce in the Pure Leaf tea
I don't got time for no foolery
I'm 'bout to go
your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggas
Now my money up, I'm living large, nigga
Ain't no need to relive in
She wasn’t trynna let me fuck
‘Cause I was an Android boi
Luckily, I always knew
I was the freshest
Oh, she’s a girl toy
I don’t give a fuck about her
like keeping it steady
She wanna fuck but I don't she too petty
Let that boy come and try me, his brain getting shredded
In love with the green, I ain't
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
(I'm not trying to be nosey babe, oh no)
We gotta let this one breathe, Just
Just let it breathe for a sec
(I'm not trying to give you no advice)
to set me up one time
I left my car, came back, and my car wasn't right
I seen my door cracked open, and I lost my mind
Me and 'lil D was gon' rob her, but
(Uzoma, come here)
Fuck on that ho and came back on her
Fuck on that ho and I, yeah
(She ain't gon' hit)
I fuck on that hoe and came back
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