Lyrics:
know you not know pistol proof
I see the bitch in you if you want smoke it's medicinal
Two facts I thought I should mention too
You scary as fuck
can't get by without the help from my sisters and my brothers
Tell 'em, tell 'em
Why we hate ourselves so
Please let me know
Why we hate ourselves so
Shawty so cold losing my mind
Drop it real low baby wine wine
Now we just cruising in my ride
Never get confused she by my side
Girl I love it when
the other don't provoke him
Always two sides who you willing to ride is you willing to sell or you will to buy
I got so tired of standing by
Making my moves
a nigga first breath
Let that mothafucka hang ima sentence him to death
Neva been the one just to bite my tongue
Love this gangsta shit where I'm from
Two
of a feather would be
Let's take that road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you.
There's
risky
Ok She going on ride on top it & she going kiss me
Ok ok let’s go
You don’t wanna fall to fast x 2
You just tryna follow your rule ,
Tryna
paint on, lets go.
(Food clothes medicine)
(Food clothes medicine)
(F*** me)
Two shoes chewed up, colluded with the feuds rogue veterans
Food
he's sitting next to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided
By my 2 thumbs, I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get
pistol Pete without the penalty
His last words, promise me this much in death
Don't let my boy live to retrace my steps
Minne, stay safe, move quiet
that striker shit
I'm gon' put two in this wig
This that striker shit
I don't hear that rah-rah
Lil' bro speak up
Hit the gas, this engine shakes
know I take a bullet for you now you gone fuck it up)
Verse 2 (Abel)
My ex nigga its a shame best to leave that hoe alone
Let her game get in your
Shorty was by my side, I thought she was really wit it
She didn't wanna ride, now shes tellin' me she regrets not bein' in it
Sorry baby, your time came
Tennessee, Alabama
My pistol's blarin', what?
An' I'm not carin', tell 'em
Because I'm ready for action
These niggas think I'm playin'
My Tec-9 be sprayin',
6'5
Who want to fuck with this guy
Hit the DMs like let's slide
Maybe baby when I'm not high
What a reply
Too faded to realize
Made plans with 2 girls
them niggas gon' run up on me
Suck my dick, not nothing
I'ma ride let it fly 'til my day come
I get booked hold it down I won't say none
Banga with me, I
the finger on MTV
2Pac Shakur, he was born to be a renegade
A product of the streets
Now look at what our streets done made
And took away all in the course
people laying in coffins
You call it homicidal
I call it the pros and cons of me weighing my options
So let's propel these spells into transmission
amazing,(Wow) and your touch is so hair raisin
So I had to ask the question I had just been contemplatin
Say you gon ride (Uh huh), stay by my side (Ok)
Or change
business with you if you aint gon ride
My situation got me blind, I can't express it at times
My fans will stay by the crime, but I'm telling them imma be
the book of the slums
Got you holding on to a dream right by the hook of your thumbs
Look, I'm the type of dude that'll turn the castle to crumbs
Let this
that thang or rest in flames
When you disrespect the game
Can't do that don't sell cocaine
Cock that four fifth back and aim
Do my dirt all by my self
No
be me?
Let a n***a live, watch me buy a crib
They don't wanna see me win, kids
See nobody here so I ride for me
See nobody here so I die for me
Two
I'ma make it right
Ridin', two seaters
750 wit' two eaters
One nigga got two heaters
Ride on me and get blammed up
Soft niggas better man up
That
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