Lyrics:
This isn't just one of them rappin' R&B niggas
I'm fuckin' with Tha Bizness, some of the hardest beat rippers
Fuckin' with Lil Wayne then you're gon'
Last two L's, I seen visions of dead males and more sales
Real life stories is made
And candles got blazed for little young soldiers shot by dem strays
Okay, I should be asleep but it's hard to
Plus lil' shawty hit me up for that part two
More like part four, I guess it must be hard for her
Know
Ooooh this how we comin?
No cap this how we comin
No cap flo foe
Watch me go
Aye this slap Lil No
Aye
I had to let God
And let go
You should kno by
at your door with two T9s, lil' bitch like, pop out
Don't get this shit twisted, talking all that shit you not bout'
Uh, I ain't got no manners for no sneak
bitch so what?
What's yo' function? Where's yo' bucks?
All you want to do is want to stick him up
You want to rob me but I got too much (ha)
D-12,
One, two
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell 'em boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say,
rain
Ion fuck with no nigga, cuz most of dese nigga lame
Need to stay in yo lane, can't relate you lames
Me and you can never be da same, I'm too real
your reflection
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3 - Bubba Sparxxx]
There is no king for the throne I seat
All by myself, so alone I leap
For the young boy, daddy
right
What you join tha game for you lil busta
Now you want to cross us out and disrespect us
Must of thought we was bustas or somethin'
I drop two
' cake
An' my moms a lil' somethin' 'fore I go on the run
Before pussy niggaz try their hand
I'll kick in the door like, "Daddy's home"
An' I ain't
You take a Perc' and I take two, I be high
Hey (I be high, hey)
Shake time, lil' nigga, well, by now
I don't even like weight (Well, by now)
I ain't
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
reachin' in my stash
Last year, I made two-fifty, I don't brag
Seven hundred horsepower
Who that nigga on that neck?
I fell off a lil' bit, but this year
I'm
the last time
now you gon' shine?
let me put somethin' on ya' mind
lil' cowards takin' hits
and protecting shit
it's a for sure thang
i'm a brang
gang, switch gang, SG automatic
I pity the fool for nothin'
Richard Mille or a cool two hunnid
I'm with Lil' Mills, I know he gon' kill
But ain't
house with your spouse
I'm doin' the nasty i'm a felon, ask Jay
I rob industries and ashtrays
Branson and hashy
And wrap somethin' and burn the place
Ya
nigga, Cash Money HB
Gotta lil' somethin' a lot niggaz hate me
It's all gravy, I'ma get mine dawg
Until the day I day I'ma get my shine on
Ride on chrome,
know about times it was lit
Seventeen summers been runnin' this shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I heard lil' shawty was fuckin' a Crip
Bought her a blue
Young nigga turned somethin From nothin
Young nigga got it out the mud Hustlin
My 2 40s stay together like they Soul mates
Got the lean by
somethin' wrong, I'ma just make it right (Make it right)
Ay, ay, guess I was traumatized (Ay)
By the false light
It was shinin' too bright in my eyes, but now
these boots
Lord of the hood, I got the crossbolt
Bulls eye bitch arrow in yo throat
(Hook 2x)
(Lord Infamous)
Beat,Rob, Break, Murder, Erase
Don't
or bust
We wrestle down elephants, two hundred grand per tusk
The ball spinnin', spillin' Spades on Asian women
Love them pretty black joints, lil
ain't worried 'bout 'em
My only goal is to keep courage and to make it off the bottom
Oh, I was raised by the Chinese store
Even though I ain't Chinese
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