Lyrics:
Never shot food, never shot no skeng
Talk about gangster, I was like, "When?"
Brudda, you love lie
Tryna been gangsta, you ain't never been on one ride
That this all is going fine
Or should I just stop wasting time?
But if it all goes right
And you look between my lines
We get one shot, one shot at love
walk the streets
You speak the big p**** throw down and drop it
Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket
Getting mine
duck off to an island (Wow)
I probably come back with P’s from the island, I probably come back with shots get to firing
So many hoes (hoses) you thought
a problem - it's handled, with some automatic shots
See I'm a thug - and I love to smoke weed
And I'm a hustler - that mean I love to serve fiends
I'm from
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
you're fronting on love?
Tell me why, tell me why this isn't enough?
Maybe you were shot and killed by love
Struck down in your crime
Maybe you were shot
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
911 it's an emergency
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
911 it's an emergency
I think I'm in love yeah I think Cupid shot at me
911
deposits
You an opp, we opposite
Offended by it, so it gotta fit
Art of War is a part of this
Shooting shots with my Artemis
It's hard to miss
Ain't heard
(Zim-zimma)
P-P- Pull up if its on
Yea I ride for mines
Hit the gas windows down no drive by (Mhm)
They on smoke
Make em choke
Bitches way outta line
Jus know
Straight from the home of the decepticons
Little nigga from vanderveer p's weapons drawn
Its Picasso
Hit em with 4 shots
Cuarto
Black boys covered in
stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like
They ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
got a call from Mama
Auntie passed, it's raining
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying
Raw papers blazing
Humbly patient this what I live by
S-I-M-P
S-I-M-P, yeah
S-I-M-P, yeah
S-I-M-P, yeah
S-I-M-P
Say you love me now
Leave me broken by the next week
Treat me like a child
Can't even care
That a n**** made
You'd think I'm Belaire
Cause I'm self made
Hennessy she took another shot
Round two her p**** straight popped
Hair snatched
Back
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
Cause I'm the s to the p-double o-n-y
The one mc
rock 'n roll
Then you roll 'n rock
And they you rockin' to the beat that just don't want you to stop
'Cause I'm the S to the p-double o-n-y
The one
Stack bare p get Brazzy
Other birds they don't faze me
Got no boats but we still wavy
I want a 4 by 4 for the whip
Bad b girl for my chick
Brown hair
and me
But I show love to all my brothers like I'm Huey P
Ain't no guidance, OG ain't worried 'bout truancy
Shorty got caught up on that side, they beat
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
TOUCHED BY THE HAND OF OFRA HAZA [8:08]
With the fire from the fireworks up above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand
You run
I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
I roll
I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam
I'm at I.H.O.P. eaten some breakfast and some yams
My partner Scott chilling at the motherfucking crib
thing i love
Aint got no love for Motherfuckers
Surrounded by leaches and bloodsuckers
Get it out the mud until I drown in sweat and blood
Put my
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