Lyrics:
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
Lincoln continental
I'm the mouth that roared swore to the lord
The eye of hawk both live and die by the sword
The forbidden the six man be sinnin'
That lil' ass bag, and that pussy ass boy won't say it, ayy
Man, you don't come future around this way, nigga (free DDawg)
(PlayBoy on this bitch)
of tickets 'cause I live right by the station
I am tryna figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Young Money tell the magazines stop askin' me
I be
superstars, this ain't one of them chicks, you know
I got a key right by the brick, I got a chick, her name Christina
Know who to meet when I need a new two
niggas pimp that artillery
To hunt down paper
Mayweather out the ring nothing
But another caper
Niggas speaking on loc nothing
But another hater
Catch them
matter but black lives too
Cops kill blacks but black guys too
There's two sides to the coin and that's why I choose to be neutral
Don't let them evil
slang I use
breakin' down mics
and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic
two please (two)
c lotta cake can I hit it from the back I need a spoon please (eatin eatin)
Yuh
Sayin girl I'm spookie (ooo yuh)
Newcomer mothafucka
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
dundada
Bod mon from gaza
Huncho got a blick
40 rounds up in his clip
My crew full of big steppas
Walk around and you gon live
Michael marys
pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
My girl got my heart, it's a bargain
Lick from her lips
gotta be willing to get what y'all want nigga.
By any means.
No Limit nigga.
9-8, 9-9, 2 G nigga, whatever.
I'm out to get mine.
Oughta get yours.
prescriptions
I live on the run but im bothered by fitness
My father and sister had told me its nowhere i got in this business
But swear they aint knowing about
on in ya
If I was fucking you right about now
You'd have a dick stuck in you (yeah)
Have to go brag to your fucking crew
On how this rap nigga dick
Pussy ass nigga, I could never be you (I could never be you)
'Cause you broke (broke)
Ride 'round town, two niggas, three chops (chops)
Who want
They say I'm lonely…
Nah I call it solitude
Now I'm right here without a crew
And I'm still making solid moves
Most can't separate the two
They say
affi dead a mi nuh give a hoot
Bury Dem and plant a tree Pon top
Tun Dem Ina root
Drum a carry 100
So mi page Dem bout 2:50
By 3 o clock mi shell di
inside a two cup
Niggas trynna kill me I grew up with cause I blew up
Told her she can kick it with the gang she ate the crew up
Roxie's got me too numb
when you live this way
No-no-no, no-no-no
I don't wanna die alone
Is you givin' out that pussy when I'm not at home?
I'm in the streets and you can
to you, you ain't even tall
Fake niggas in my crew, had to cut them off
I'm Rook son, but ima Nana's boy
I was always in some drama, tryna make some noise
I
you to area 51
And get you kidnapped by aliens
I got a thought
You've been a thot
I got a thought bitch
You've been a thot
Dating two guys at the same
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