Lyrics:
gangsters
Makin robots
Who forgot
Hypnotic in a
2000 by 3000 mile box
35 year olds lost in a x box
PlayStation and videos
So that's how it goes
World
the key, what would you do, E?
I'd be up in that motherfucker watchin' my latest video brought to you by
Trass G and Trey Dogg from the California Music
with God in yo second life we missing you In real life
I look at pictures the messages all the videos thinking bout the Times onda9 we was Real tight
live by
Lets get one thing I won't turn on my bros
BND just know them three things tied to my soul
Fuck around catch something hollow tip lead dumping
celebrate like it's a sweet sixteen
I know a young little homie trynna get like me
But they don't really know about the times I weep ay
I put the 3 on my back
Down to Earth is where we live
Got a summer home on Mars
Look
I ain't popping pills
But I keep my chakra moving
Even when I'm sitting still
Shot a video
down with the fly guy
Look me in the face,like you're strong when you walk by
And all you punk niggers talking shit
Step to the side,bow your head like
the life in the city
Trying to keep up with that lime like livin
Just wishin for one audition and video position
But that ain't how she used to be and 2 or 3
(closer)
The closer that they get (closer)
Verse 2 - Azatat
Gotta take the right steps drill down to precise depths
Filling the void in the cavity by
To hold us from the real and playing it out the speakers
So, no your honor
We ain't gon' settle down until we get a sponsor
And we ain't gon' get up outta
(Woop woop)
It’s the police, freeze
Please get down your knees
Nigga
All that I see on the screen
Violence and brutality
It’s world war 3 in these
He came home from a night at prvlge His nigga was spinning,
Like his head he had drinks bought from 3 different women,
He fumbled with his key
One and one and one is three and you and me is all I need
Singing songs, drawing cocks, picking locks to locked doors
Find deflated hearts, and pump
of course for the Pale White Horse
Make 'em all feel the force when I come for yours
Kickin' down ya doors, world hood wars
To even the score, make all devils
Still spit flame and flem
Reside by the side of the road
No likkle man steps
No we don't act like them
Said no we don't act like them
I was raised in LE3
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
beef that you
Niggas keep doing by
Video visit could get yo ass tooken
I'm fully loaded, the Glock fully loaded
We pull up on you and yo ass get
and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit tnt
Run up in city hall and take
One, two, three, four
Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on Goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old
got the
fever for the flavor of a single see me and
Shady I think we got it locked down shocked
by the sound I got you crusin' with your
top down these
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
this shit one of one
From the bottom while you hatin get it out the mud
Might hit the mall with this down bitch
Might hit saks with two doors and a loud
with the blocks
25 for the four ways, choppaz by the door-ways
[Hook]
[Thanks to armizzle for these lyrics]
[Thanks to Dave for correcting these
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