Lyrics:
could just Stuff it in A white wall
Bitch I come clean like lysol
N****s don't love you they wanna Get next to you
Bitches ain't shit don't put pussy
Aight bet they got topboy back on that shit
Go check citizens app we makin it lit
Why them opp niggas be suckin our dick
That nigga from jersey he
And then I'll eat it up and feed it
To your children while they scream a bunch
"Please, Mister, don't make me eat this
I just wanna leave" shush!
Michael
(Verse 2)
Yo
This nigga struggling to be the better man
Why fuck around with a tech milla meter
When you know the nigga is a clever brand
Naw, I ain't
gon' rule like me
Keep it true like me, Cole you might be
Like the new Ice Cube, meets the new Ice-T
Meets 2 Live Crew, meets the new Spike Lee
Meets
ways people feel legit
Talking shit to feel better ‘bout how they really live
Awkward if you feel tethered to honest dealings. It’s
Hard to give two
be on the block like a hustler
Guns with the mufflers
D's put the cuffs on us
He's an MC and these streets put they trust in us
[KRS-One]
Yeah Joey
don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirits all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right, give it
a Clart, it's great to be me
Get with us, be one of the GLC
'Cos you knows it's us that you wanna be
Our crew is growing nearly every fcuking day
So get with
glock this a XD, You can get hit in yo chest piece
Imma get a bag by next week, Thumbing through the check it's blue cheese
Too many hoes they groupies,
you wanna see me then you gotta pay me
Why she wanna hate me
This that same B
Shawty blow my dick like a flute
I messs up on the flute sound but let's
bitch in the hotel
When I reach back she riding on my coattail
Damn they fuckin with the kid (Aye)
Fuckin with the way I live (Aye)
Dev next up on the map
stamina's working
Bbk will live forever, real friends don't die, they live together
Talking bars, we bring the pepper
Man wanna meet better bring
who sit in charge
Got to keep it clean like suds be
Or they going to do me dirty like Cosbys
Not Bill, but the ones that cannot be
I be squinting
Teach yo people they really can own it
My city in a uproar
I just wanna do more
Still want that two door
Feds got em in a orange trap suit
Tryna hit em
never too much love
Too much is not enough
Let's live it up
Let's live it up
There should be nobody sitting
Wanna tear the roof down
Put your palms up if
Believe it you gonna lie
Believe it you gonna ride
By the words that we speak
You gonna live or die
Like it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like
cut me clean in half
Cuz even if they think I'm gone, I'll come back like "hehe", laughin
It's 2:32am
Hit you with two 32s, just let me do what I do
can't tell me what to do
Had to get her off of face time
She was fucking up my cool
In the booth
I act a fool
By myself
I'm rolling two
Doing what i'm
one day they might back into him (uh-huh, uh-huh)
[Smooth - Verse 2]
With nothin to loose, I walk through clutchin my tools
Ice-grill make you wanna
treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys
do better, muckrakers
Lee, flame 'em!
Frederick, all I hear from you is empty rhetoric
And your crew ain't got nothing, they need to check their
Some have to clean the dishes
The richer reaching for the greener grinning
Let love, live, eat leave it if it's livid
Cli-MAX
complaints cause I was gone two years
Ain't none of y'all stayed the same
I had to get it on my own and now they wonder why I choose to be alone
They think
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