Lyrics:
it at his top, he get dropped, that's another man
Say you ten toes think, you need to find another stance
Bitch, hey diddle diddle, get up out
[Chorus]
I'm out of my mind with the ski mask, chains and gloves
Waitin' for niggas to come out of the club (I hit 'em up!)
Give me the dubs for my
sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all
outta 10 niggas and 10 gunna say me
Fuck battlin we on some gang shit
Duck quick 'cause u niggas might get hit
United we stand, United we fall
I
yeah
Uh-huh
Tell them again, tell them again!
Uhh
Get 'em up now, word
Just get it up now, uh-huh
ALL OF THE MASSIVE!
B, R, O, N, X
See these
hit the stu right after we hit the blunt (What)
Right after we entertain the broads
Right after we chief and smoke 'em out
Right after I take that shot
drop bombs out in public
But fuck it
I spared em
Keep saying my name but you hot you dead wrong
I gotta list of my opps ona tombstone
Send bra a load get
get it crump blazed stump
What the fuck y'all want nigga?
(Ja Rule)
None of me cause' i hit em' with too much style
In my energy,
everything
But claim in the streets that
Them the niggas that bang
But when they get out after 10 fuckin' years
Man they try to fuckin' hang
Like a lot of shit
opposites
I’m all about good tree
Fuck the plug then I get myself a free P
I Got BarZ so they yellin Ayo free P
Chanel case lockdown with the CCs
I’m all
stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon'
it is (mm hm)
Funk Flex, Ciroc Studios, Tory Lanez is here
(yeah) which is here
I'm thinkin'
Instrumental is let's let's get to it?
Let's let's yeah,
gang'll smoke somethin'
If you want 'em whacked, it's gon' cost ten nickels (fifty)
Bring a hundred racks, it could get done quicker (quickie)
Desert
man is runnin wild, slow em down, school em Jack
(E)Before he plays you off, girl (P) just to prove a fact
(E)And get your feelings hurt kid (P
shit for free (ain't shit for free)
Do the verse, kick 'em out, yeah, I keep it brief (keep it brief)
Hit that bitch, kick her out, she can't go
handin' 'em out
You wanna take up Pharrell? Then come get his legacy out of my house
A cease and desist is for hoes, can't listen to lies that come out
minor violations
So I keep the beef and the bread separate like TGI's
They touch us and we pay 'em back like it's PPI
Fuck it, let's ride, get animated
squeezin' for
I get searched and let 'em feel my gun
They know P not shootin' unless you force him
And they know Hav' won't get you, unless you make that
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
Hardcore holy war
Hits from the resevoir, southpaw saboteur
Land sharks get they chin checked when I jabba jaw
Time to walk my labrodor
Livin out my dreams,
to settle score
Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw
Hardcore holy war
Hits from the reservoir, southpaw saboteur
Land sharks get they chin
an acapella before we get out of here
We gon' get to that shit when we get back
Ten years of probation
That's 3650 days shit
How I'm supposed to make it
I'm
all out nigga don't be scared to bust
Futuristic, what you need to do is catch up with us
(Chorus 2X: Eightball)
Bounce, Bounce
Man get up on you feet
'em, let 'em hit me, raise it
Baby stay with me (I love it)
Luck and intuition
Play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play
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