Lyrics:
shedding tears, this shit more than just a song
This what we call life, I'm riding with you right or wrong
Bumps in the road, swerving, drinking pints, I'm
Cut, stab, chop, ouch!
Welcome to the Slaughterhouse!
Left your daughter out
Now I got her by the pouch
And I'll turn her out, with my mouth
'cause I
to dump it
Cranking a nigga they bump it
Blood get to rushing all throughout my veins and it's pumping
Foreign clothes all on my body I can't even translate
part and it felt so right
But why'd she keep her hands on my belt that tight
Just keep it subtle
I'm off a couple
30's I'm in trouble
I'm seein double
I'm not hangin' with 12
They always copy me, I told them do it yourself
Call me Money man, I made her body rock
Got slapped by Will Smith, I feel like
actions are forced ('Cause)
I know that you'd rather bump grimy and hoarse (And)
It's something you do (It's)
Required of you
And look it's cool
That'd be
on
the floor gettin ready for the party tonight through it up if your down
to roll
Verse 1
Come on come on lets do it again 2 double o 1 dropin it nbk with
aluminum ass whoopa in the back-seat
What the fuck is this? Your Van Damme flick, that`s cute
But I`m hear to fuck up your day do
Yes (yes) yes (yes) yo
Now I'm sweating cause you're sweating me big time.
Hang me up by a rope for my murder rhyme.
No shorts given, that's how I'm living in the 91.
Slide my
We are 5
2gether
We do our thing (Thing, thing, thing)
Baby, and sing
See all the girls with their hands in the air
You can tell by the screams
broke gold diggers ride)
I got a '64 Chevy in my yard
A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
White plush inside ? is fresh
Triple gold double
Voices voice voices in my head say I shouldn't do it
Voices voices in my head
Voices in my head say I shouldn't do it
Take a deep breath
Have no fear
house
We gonna do a little something like this...
Yeah...Now Krayzie Bone has got the gun
So let's proceed with lychin', yo
My uzi weighs a ton
So
on my dick and I get on her nerves.
I look at life through a different lens
I been snakebitten by many friends
Don't catch feelings, interference but I
down to paper
You down to bump off your kin
You think I'm lying
What thoughts be in my head as I walk around
So now you know when you see me
Why my face
your girl admire
Money your wired off that smack because it's skills ya lack
Stop being gassed by the devil and come back to black
Double barrel
a nigga lean off the opium
You Ethiopian
Willie niggas, yeah we scopin 'em, and ropin 'em
Do a nigga Rosewood style
Hangin' by his weak picture, callin' his
WANNA TANGO??
COME ON NiiGGA..WE GOiiN DANCE
ii DO THA THiiZZLE WiiGGLE
RYTE ON YA FACE
THEN THROW U iiN THA TRUNK
WiiTH THA BUMP iiN THA BAZZ
(CHORUZ)
Here we go jumprope with intestines
Sky high like investments
Splash down with the blood puddles with
No brain booze coming back up
Double-time like
my skin color
But the motherfuckers know what I do doe
You don't want any beef from me
You not a fool dog (nope)
If it ain't about the money
Then I'm
the dribble
Tryna chase that triple double all the way up to the bucket
If I want it imma get it
Let me frankly keep it a hundred
If this rap shit was B Ball I
ya damn hands up
Like I'm friskin' ya, compliments to the chef 'cause ya lookin' scrumpcious
Do you want it, bump it, wiggle in the middle who done
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