Lyrics:
I might choose an axe (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in
know how it feels to be hurt ?
Do you know how it feels to be broke ?
Do you know how it feels to get left in the dust
by the people you thought wouldn't
the slums?
Why
Black man sellin' it?
Why
Me have me nine always
Keep it by my waist
Me keep it for protection
Me have me gun always
Keep it by my
hoes hide this dick, UGK we live in this bitch
Swisha sweets is a must
Mixin' purple wit the tux
We call it banana split
Choose a pimp hoe, I'm
Either you flossing in your mansion with doggy wifey and kid
Own a big ass corporation but sold your soul just to Live
Your position is man by the lake man
towns, villages homes and societies
Dedicated to pursuing piety
Caring very little for the finer things
Quietly toiling away for their food and their lives
Born with hesitation onto floating stone what better than a river view
A slum by any other name scum
Scum perfect and friendly to a given point
choice
Man I can't retire
Everybody just tryna get me for a dollar
I can warm the village
Set the world on fire
Everybody just tryna get me for a dollar
all the pain and the tears that I cried
I gotta live, better yet, gotta thrive
Got all my day ones here by my side
Just leveled up again, let's raise
instead
he think he tough gotta keep him on edge
I put some goons on his head like some dreads
Can't get enough cuz I'm all bout my bread
Live by the street
Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
.45 by my scrotum, manifest the Do or Die slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin'
a rubber whenever you get sexual
Women should be thinkin'
All the lives I create
Shouldn’t be left to a mess
Of a stupid mistake
I swear I get mad, whenever
I respawn in a short time
I get 5 stars for a small crime
Or live with one stock and a chime
Or
I can catch em all like a baller
Or play zombies,
there is no, there's no beef by-products,
Obey the Cowgod!
You! On your knees! You! Get on your knees! Where's those two bone-heads? Get on your
Told'er Mom Im tryna make a
Killing Im just getting by
And if I get caught up in the
Act Ima just sit it out
Its hard for me to stop cuz at
First I ain't
the park
We was voguing by the pier
Paris burning full of Queens
Hit the Village every year
Rollin' now to the rave
Village Voice, six page
I was
man can
There lives a wolf in Lindsey
That raids and runs
Through the hills of Hollywood
And the downtown slums
He gets away with murder
man can
There lives a wolf in Lindsey
That raids and runs
Through the hills of Hollywood
And the downtown slums
He gets away with murder
Womp womp womp
Everybody like to talk
Talkin shit wit the flock
But be quiet when I pull up
What you see is what you get
Can't live lies thru
and then My soul
Through them steaming summer Nights my whole body shiver cold
Thinkin should i pop a bean or Should i pop 4
Should i live fast since
could live a different life
Where poverty isn't all up in my sight
This is where the drugs really thrive
Get me out of here, or i'll be dead by the night
a sound
Beats were made by Spicy whose skin color's darker than brown
Free at Mariner's Village was the water which makes suds
Cleaning people houses was my
out, caught up,
I was tired of being lapped
Had to wake they ass up,
Cause they was tryna take a nap
Long live everybody gone
I was taught to get it,
And I'll show that little dick, some celebrity ass
Get 'em a brick, I know what style to get them niggas ship brick
Well, fuck, I let 'em live and lick
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