Lyrics:
they really junkies
Who y'all niggas think y'all fooling
Cooling with your bitch by the pool and getting my loot fuck y'all doing
We sitting at the top
Showbiz & A.G. and Black Sheep
We're in (e.f.f.e.c.t.)
[ CHORUS ]
You know how it goes (You know how we do it)
You can't blow the spot (cause we
the beach
How I wish you could be here with me
You dont remember when we could see
I guess you never learned BIV, ROY G
Save a spot in the grave for me 'cause
the pen, and I'm low on ends, fuck calm, I tried to stay thug
Got flowin' skills, but niggas, they bitches, now I just can't buy my bud
With my steel,
Can’t do this all, no use in helping, you would come rescue me,
Somehow your love will set me free
Now, I can let my life pass me by, can’t get
Lovin' a ho
Move by the code, TI$$UE Taliban manifesto
Takin' your daughter and fuckin'
All yo' hoes
Wavy nigga movin' like a tornado
Captain $NOT, waves
Big booty backpack that’s what I like
(I’m coming saucy)
if she can ride da D
then she can’t ride the bike.
If she ride the bike she riding D
Rexi
That's that Rah Rah mixed up with the Mexi
Spot me a Vato, this shit getting messy
Niggas better not lack by that deli
Grab a chop cause this shit
'bout you's a gangsta, nigga you's a busta
Runnin Slobs over, nigga you can't trust a
Nigga from the A-V-A-L-O-N-G-E-S-T-A
And I'ma spray when I have
Ricky Renzel aka Lemon Pepper
Been the biggest, still the biggest (biggest)
Aka up in your baby mama, nigga
(Toni)
Beat up and battled the block
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
You like that, huh?
Remember me (let's get rowdy)
(Let's ride) Yeah, yeah
Yo, Montell when you walk baby girl to the lobby, uh
Tell the bellman I
you'll remember me
let it be
what it is
still you can't fuck with this
stick and am making them break yall down
belive we ain't fucken around
ooh
Smoking on a g bust his ass on the pavement
I don't want to talk bitch just want the paper
Balling in the city bitch call me the Lakers
I can't get
in the streets
From corner to corner, you know I stay packing my heat
Can't walk away homie. The streets keep calling me
Certified G run a muck
every opportunity I got, the spot, got to get in where it's hot, watching the clock, tick, tock, came from a different block but still I rock, 66 is
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
I might leave my phone but I never leave that glock
Who the fuck is slim he can't come up in the spot
It's to many knots and too many pots
Nigga
gorilla with it
A gangsta still fightin' charges but he totes that glock
Like a junkie with a pipe up in the smoke crack spot
I be in every hood, see I
attachment op iron top when they find ya block
I don't stop; Rabbit foot, Shiner bock
Blame it on the drugs, we don't really try a lot
Find a spot, pop a squat
cus I handle my ops, get what I seek cus I do this alot and the music is hot and I'm killing the spot, living like the man cus I'm cream of the crop
don’t forget to say your prayers
In God we trust I can’t prove that he’s there
In God we trust not tryna sound bombastic
I Sincerely Love Allah’s
learn my G/
This ain't the type of spot to act like you the craziest/
Cause someone's crazier than your crazy ass. That's the way it is/
Dont believe me?
proceeded to pick Tyson up on Palmetto
Bounced out the Q, scanned the blocks on both aves
Got too much on the line, can't get pinched by crabs
Jail and money
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