Lyrics:
Niggas was capping saying they'll gonna rob us
But we had knew they won't bout it
So we kept us nine right by the fence dare a lil nigga come try us yea
Free lil Zae up out the system the hoes and the streets miss em
Rip my cousin Greg they rob him ain't have to kill em
Can't believe my Nigga dead feel
a stove
Don't fuck with niggas, they act just like hoes
Shout out to the OG's that gave me the ropes
Stop playin' lil' bitch, 'fore your ass get exposed
they know they really not
Imma give this all I got
& to chase my dream I had to sacrifice a lot
Now I'm eatin just a lil bit
Now my pockets look a lil
Listen, when I rap, boy, that shit poetical
I break rules, I have never been ethical
Need condoms, niggas all on my genitals
I'm the best, get it straight
ballers listen to me like Labron spoke/ when niggas asked for cane i gave em hard dope/
Fire given over instrumental breaks/ reminds me of the tension I'm
(Gang)
Listen
Listen!
Told you I was real and I meant it
I know that life I'm supposed to live cause I dreamt it
Free my lil brodie they just threw
I'm at your door, your eyes are like, "Why are you here?"
Judging by my steel, I got something to do here
Give up the money or the angel cries two
y'all niggas out trying to rob
Killed my nigga in cold blood he will never be forgot
All this violence you need to stop it
I won't let a nigga try me, he
years older and my game is harder
I'm not tryin' to say you're out there dissin'
I'm just tryin' to say lil nigga listen
Before you grab the mic
at some easy money
Stop playin', this is Weezy company, uh huh
Bright thing on my hand sayin' (look at me)
I got your girl doin' a handstand (look
at some easy money
Stop playin', this is Weezy company, uh huh
Bright thing on my hand sayin' (look at me)
I got your girl doin' a handstand (look
a little, yeah there we go yeah, uh yeah
[Bizzy Bone]
Born in the poverty probably we never get off the monopoly, won't we just stop it
With all
sell em crack
If u rob a chain dont give it back
Dont let em look at u yelling slat
Talking bout gang and this and dat
All of thats chitter chat
When
And imagine your tongue inside my thighs
*Moans
Baby open up cell block eight
Alright nigga that's enough
Stop, look and listen
Get back to your position
Kim
and when we speak they listen
Well nigga you asked we look and we laugh
Depleted 50% of that mission right in that hand
[All the way]
[Verse 3: Layzie]
Now
novice, listen what I'm givin' you
Yeah I check boxes (why?), that's what morticians do (damn)
And stop fibbin' too, nigga
You was mad at Cass,
on my dick/ crushin my body n shit/ OH, did I mention that I was intelligently stupid/ stop it/
I can’t stand the Johans brothers/ cocky lil fuckers/
Im
her stomach, stop capping
Ol' lyin' ass bitch, my dick ain't that big
Cougar bitch, but she look good, Toni Braxton
I-I-I-I-I got low self-esteem, I
a vette they ain't catching up
They like lil meechy you rich as fuck
Wanna rob me come try yo luck
Keep sending hits so you better duck
Keep talking shit we
the smoke as you soak in your lies
Lil' Rob lighting up the sky like Fourth Of July
I can't believe myself, how I could subdue and just deceive myself
Damn its really working
Damn okey i did it
Niggas lookin at me now
Golden child spirit
Damn okey now look
Damn Okey now listen
Only going up, and you
and I'm cruising inna black Mercedes
And look a lil mama she tasty
Ian got no time to be Chasin
She was boring I pushed ha away from me Ian got no mo time
listen to the ha verse by jayz ha
Yea I'm from Lafayette this ain't Fayetteville child
Yea what happened to them bullets in my mouth
Y'all better quiet
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