Lyrics:
a sled
Old triggers man we dig em out the shed
Bird bitches get attracted by this bread
(Skeezers)
Real bitches try show us sumn instead
Getting money know
Pissing in the cold wind on a heap of rust, smelling of moonlit blood
On a hellbursting road towards bitter revenge, Dreams will come true by force
you know he keep a loaf by Him
Drippin when he step
Young nigga keep a boat by him I be the goat
Credit the quote
Pop out in this bitch
Clean
'cause I couldn't wait
I didn't set out to break no laws
But my damned lead foot pissed off the fuzz
Baby, I'm a-wanted in two countries and nine counties
pedal
Surely deserves an award winning medal
We were struck by lightning when a message arrived one day
That our cheerful and engaging friend had a-passed
my thoughts to handle business
ima live by it die by this block until I'm finished
then my collie rung
sidetracked my thoughts from my vision
its my
I'm annoyed
I never been good with a diva
Possessed by her ego need medium
Personality came straight from the media
She hella social when it come
Woke a monster endorsed
By every alpha-to-be
With voiceless threats and
A chest to beat
Baited breath, to myself
Wondering how could it be
It should
as it began
I help you out of every nightmare
Self induced by your laissez-faire
I won´t make a fuzz
I´ll be off and gone away soon
After one more
Now that we're one with time
You greet my with a sigh
I can see it in your eyes babe
we've been going through the motions
I'm lying by your side
I
was
Since I started to grow fuzz, I knew that I had to grow up
Since I was like this high, felt my insides was all bugs
Winning this by a landslide,
by my side, with our memories, we ride
Rock n' roll hearts, Fuzz filled city
flat
My leg is dangling down
And my peach fuzz gently rising
As the morning dew is doing what most people despise
And a storm is rolling in, I can hear
slicker than your sista'.
Turn down the lights she got hit by the vicksta.
Keep a lid on your lip so your wig won't get split.
Better have your joint
out through ya neck
Another beat down inflicted by that nigga Tek
And for ya back, establish, yea I got a sharp dagger
And a left hook that'll
knew that I wasn't ready
I was used to smokin' pine
Not that California ghetty
It was purple wit' them white
Fuzz hairs wrapped 'round it
I'm known
on the porch with a two by two;
Tell me, what'll you do about me?
You can call your lawyer, you can call the Fuzz,
You can sound the alarm - wake
I got a half a tank of gas and a fist full pf overdrive
Boss man probably wonderin' if I'm still alive
High line poles swayin' as I'm flyin' by
buzz, slide up to the fuzz
Sayin "Officer, run your shotty before I catch this body"
I knew this nigga Smokey, sorta like his pistol
Barrel when you're in
Woke up this morning feeling mad
Coz of the noise out side and this dream I had
I'd been hitting it hard the night before
So my head was still fuzz
a buck"
Swig more, here you go, a big pour guzzle
Put a plan together like a jigsaw puzzle
Okay, here it goes, the big score, huddle
The fuzz'll never know
of the hood for a crime to be inspected
Got this block infected
You could get ejected, expect it
Ain't no love if you the fuzz
I mean the fizz, I mean my
funny
By any means necessary I must make my money
If niggas try to fade me, I pull out my nine
And pop-pop-pop-pop a nigga from behind
In this world
journey, gettin' searched by the fuzz
Gettin' rushed out my bunk at nine-thirty in the mornin'
Wake up, grab your stash, break the bongs, and hide your
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