Lyrics:
Out in the stick like thistle
Try see everything clear like crystal
Six foot 1 so i can't think little
Quick 2 step and i'm gone like a missile
Bars
As you may have gathered by now
We have more people joining us all the time, and, uh
The song was first, uh, taking shape
'Bout two blocks from
And eating em out
Fuck with the team
Never in central
Don't cross the river
South where we be
Head in the south east
White tings from Bromley
Born in briky
[Hi-Tek cuts it up]
"It's like the A to be to the see, it's easy as.."
"1-2-3"
"DJ"
"Hi-Tek why'all" -> Inspectah Deck
"Collaborate, break
***MICHEL'LE***
Keep my kids frost like they was born in east L.A.
Told yo' buy yo' weed by the ounce, twins lets bi-dounce
That shit they talkin' don't add
mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww (aoowww)
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
me right on the mark
Head spinning, seeing stars,
Star studded living art,
Still think I'm never gonna change
Cuz I'm running broken parts.
Money,
and the rise of us all
(x2)
(Verse One)
Yeah, Steady trying to find what’s mine
In a world where were ran by time
In the world where were judged
blaze upon your head
Born it seems without a name, but her family name has so many songs about it, I was compelled to explore it
But got locked in by
Mississippi on the tag, man that wood on the wheel
That motherfucka change colors like a lizard and shit
55 ridin south, gettin head from a bitch
Matter fact,
flipped you in the river did you see G Mone in the "O"
By the ???
Flippin' this A-G-2-A mutha fuckin Ki'
You best believe we rob yo spot
Why not? We
Get up, get knocked down
My whole life that’s the way it played out
Yeah we came way too far to turn round
Two feet from the cradle to the ground
Cutting through the darkest night with my two head lights
Trying to keep it clear, but I'm losing it here, to the twilight
There's a dead end to my
close enough to see how her head moved
He liked the fact she seemed so content just walking by herself every morning
In all those days he never once
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
Shawty Shit don't Shit don't feel the same no, don't feel the same nah
Been outta my mind, been outta my head (x2)
Shawty Shit don't Shit don't feel
the south
Hand run through her head the other grabbin' on her throat
Pullin' off her shirt and put a twin in my mouth
Never give it plain, I hit, I'm crashing
of the page
At the Head of the Passes, they turned you away
Shouts of "Man overboard!"
Shouts of "Aweigh!"
The ghost in the hull, the story goes
Turn down
Riding through the city by myself
Had to boss up on my wealth
Gotta go strong for my health
You say you my kin but show no help
I been going through
into the sack
Nigga let the weed smoke blow
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head
Baby, cause I be wilder, Big BALLER, call up with
on the bock
Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready
Now inspite of what ya heard im the god damn truth
Ima down south head busta monsta in this crew
Ima
broken"
When I looked at myself I saw
A man who was too far gone
A man who could not be saved
But God smiled and raised me from the grave
I talk 2 God
In 81 a man said said that we would get it
No one talked, no one warned, all their writing was asemic
2012 we got hit by a bat
And now the world’s
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