Lyrics:
the twin
I hit him by the two Niggas cappin', they ain't really rappin
Yapping in that stu , they like, Preemee you don't really do that, bitch, it's what I
yeah[02:09.97]When it's all said and done, yeah[02:13.21]Pull up with some guns, yeah, yeah[02:16.12]We don't fear none, yeah, yeah[02:18.63]We ain't scared of no
Yeah
Don't try to check on me now dawg that shit too late
I know God tests me the most so I got to keep my faith
Tell me why they wanna talk bad
a call?
Me see me bed and miss you, you and I
You lef' a fragrance inna me room when you come by
You mek me flow like a balloon into the sky
Me see me bed
a statistic of gun crime
One shot, in an early morning drive-by
Same shot silenced everybody's lifeline
Shooter gets locked away, we say bye-bye
Dead body, just
You watched me fall
Stood over me as I hit the ground
Then he whispered his name in my ear
Such a dark familiar sound
Cupid's got a gun
(And
Some were my rivals and some once my friends
I know they will hunt me until the end
Led by Pat Garrett who once was my friend
Man, don't you know that I'm loco?
I was chillin' right around my way
21st, east side of the Beach
This motherfucker ran up on me
Talkin' shit
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
Yea, ok-ok, yea
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Just when you thought it was ova
The Mobb came back to put the game in a +Cobra+
Now, you can catch me by
divided[01:37.16]So I keep the union with money[01:38.69]Foo I'm loose on the juice[01:39.68]Yeah I'm blinded by losses[01:40.48]I need me a baddie that cooks dale
Like I got a gun
Keep it coming, keep it coming
I got cases by the dozen
Picking up ideas, like the brain's in the oven
With the recipe, whoop,
nigga[01:16.81]I play this like it's chess, nigga[01:19.05]I'm running the game but I'm acting like I don't know though[01:21.66]I walk in the party, they asking me
daughter
Ian 21 but I left that pussy slaughtered
Can tell by how she fuck me she ain't gotta father
da b word less it rhymes w Clare and chuck.
(Hook) (1:21 - 1:41)
By my side (by my!) Ride or die (ride or!) Sacrifice (Cole verse)
If you need me
was fly
Grabbed me by my hand and I thought I would die
Said she wanted to take me home to make love
Now that's the kind of rap that brothers dream
I
Followed my dreams
Now I live the life that you wish you was
But to think I never had a 21st The people tried to tell me that it wouldn't work
Now
bleeding
Out after being shot by a cop for no reason
Tell me how to get over that or
The thief that left Tony leaking?
I ain't known for holding back
Say less, blew him
In the west, I'm rim
Want some, they come
Who's first lads? One by one
Tell me how many times you dogs got, got
We took
At 21 I'm still alive
At 21 I feel alive
Musically I sympathize
Dollar signs, mesmerize
You better get ya wifey, I see why you don't like me
I'm
told me
To make a track to tell these cracker bastards to blow me
Rhymes fat I rap obese, I'm a acrobat like Adobe
Won't be no peace til we see 'em free
Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim
(To the Gods, to the Gods, to the Earths)
Pass that shit homey
Now tell me what y'all smoking
What kinda heat y'all
me give me the dough
You out of green then give me the dough
I'm doin' my thing in you niggaz hoe
Traitor bitch tell me, sorry gives the ring
the ones so we know he ain't got no blue
Money coming in by the pay load
Payload
I just wanna get them pesos
Pesos
She gon give me head when I say so
Say so
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