Lyrics:
things, going big places
That's just what I do
Wake up everyday and hustle my nigga that's all I know
Ain't surprised by you hating my nigga that's all you
big things, going big places
That's just what I do
Wake up everyday and hustle my nigga that's all I know
Ain't surprised by you hating my nigga
the niche for us , Or I.
Check ya self ya ... that's what You've become ... look hard, why'd Ya start?.... Ahahah , god's sense of Humor has ya turning cop
say I OD'd off that X, what they gon' say next?
Grandma died, momma House, lemme talk to ya.
Niggas hate, but I don’t drive by, I walk to ya.
High
of terror
'Cause you can get yer posse and yer armored brigde because I am not afraid
Oh, 'cause I'm the type of nigga that you never forget
What?
And I'm
Ya boy kodac and G.T. Game Time, you know what
You know what we think foreal, real-talk
We been hustle too long boy
I’m on a mission trying to get it
'em in ah coffin
Buck buck droppin' them bodies
(Come again) dumpin' them bodies
(Runnin' then) we finna posse
Thug what check out the glock glock
to day
Create feature
Got to greet ya with the teeth
Rolling deep
On the creep
By the creek
When you sleep
Hello
Mellow
Fellow
Bellow again
I'm telling
Playin wit them hoes, nigga slip we got ya
Rest in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 'til death
Thug 'til he die, now my nigga at rest
Runnin ounces by the half, birds
longer?"
Me liking you grew a little bit stronger
She asked me what's my name I said, "Emmezah emmezah"
"The name that your momma gave ya is what I
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
Suicide doors
Convertible love
Low profile
High gloss paint
Make love to the
Hustle
Big bank
Lil bank
Mind over
Matter baby
Tell me
What you
Thank
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for the big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
Hold 'em down, hold 'em up, yo
It's gonna be a killin' after midnight
Niggas gettin' reday for a big fight
You could say this one's a murder by
man gat to Flex ! o ya"
Do me I do you that no be felony"
What you wish me I wish you that no be crime"
Many people say Tizzy keep doing it"
I believe
daily niko hustle maki ya nano mi matata
Hii sasa mi nasaka na pesa nitapata
Mi daily niko hustle maki ya nano mi matata
Hii ngoma inachuna na pressure
you know what I'm bitchin', ho
The weapon is kept in inside the trunk of the 9-ball
Put triggers on niggas
In rivers, that's where they find y'all
So
time flies now ya moment is up
You had ya lil show you ain’t show em enough
You had you lil dream now they blowin it up
But you know what they say about
On the dancefloor shawty started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a balla by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it
Hit the highway got the trunk beating (Trunk beating)
Purple clouds out the window and hustle scheming (Purple clouds)
What'd ya say got a play mash
When I'm rollin' with my crew, watch what crooked niggas, do
I got a nine millimeter Glock pistol
I'm ready to get with ya at the drop of a whistle
So
posse
fuckin' it up (word up) iz what we do
The reputation of the NWA crew
Gettin' busy because we're cold stampin'
And we're born and raised
I bet my girlfriend wheels to your deal
Fucker what’s really good, man?
I put my chain next to ya house
And I bet I leave out wit ya spouse
It’s that
of his shotgun
I said officer man I ain't do nothin
He said what's that word you n----s use, ya frontin
Well ya frontin, so why were you running down
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