Lyrics:
and thugs
Phone taps and plugs
Rats and bugs
Stacks of dubs
My grandmomma good
I block through my hood
I stopped by da store
I rolled up the good
I growed up
I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, like thugs
Hustlin' my lyrics like drugs, I find it bug
Muthafuckas always gotta lock the safe
Money comin' slow then mothafuckas get violent
I just want a crib and a coupe low mileage
Blowing on some dope with a yellow bone stallion
So high,
to me right
I might get a bag
Just fa
Spilling my feeling
He tossed me a pack
He was gonna stop dealing
I do it for mama
N all of the realist
She
New drip just to switch it up
Couple bands in my denims
These niggas is fake n phony
I had to switch it up
They told me they love me
I know that they
shit can get bone chillin' (Yeah)
Always been a nice guy, they painted me as a villain (What)
Spoke my fuckin' mind, got all of them in they feelings
I
alive
Now he's back at the crib frankly they say at least
He was just being chased by thugs and the police
Countin' his dough sittin' on the couch'
Uh
Said that boy tried to grill me
Cant tell me nun I got the surgical with me
Like odb dirty down to the core
Son I'll do you filthy
Soon as shit
Yeah (Layzie Bone)
Let us commence this game of hip hop chess
(Chess got checked)
And I assure you, that I will act as a king (Right)
And take my
I dreamed that I was at a club scene where all the thugs be
Every criminal mug be living in luxury what the fuck G?
That must be Bugsy in
bone collector
Yuh i stay shoppin' in louie V sections
I got these niggas fiendin' for a message
I gotta work cuz' time is of the essence
Cop a two
The only thing tougher than this
Is what is within
And you
You will not let you break me
I will not be defined as the man that your ancestors tried
haven't tried enough
So I gotta say some shit before this rhyme's up
Des' you my love, my thug, my drug
When I gon' make my mind up
Saggy denim, 1995
niggaz!
Take dat, Put It In Your Mouth like Akinyele
The style that I kick make all emcees jelly
The bone-crusher, rock the microphone from here
quarters
Alway slide in a foreign won’t catch us in no chargers
I was uptown in them trenches now I’m thug’n in Florida
I’m by myself but I ain’t solo
things feel the same
When we change just a lil' bit with every day that go by?
Sometimes I can't find the words to say to you
When you start crying but my
you wanna ride, come on, let's roll
(Aiyo, I kow you wanna roll, come on, let's ride)
[Tek]
It's six fifty by the curb, and a fifty ya herb
Three
Haa haa
Mh haa ah
Ahh
Hmm
Plug just dropped the price on all the Ps
I'm on
Flip these bows
Blow time creeping on me
Feel it in my bones
Too busy
to kill him? The man was unarmed
(N)
Nathaniel Pickett, rest heavenly
He was brutally murdered by a sheriff deputy
(O)
Oscar Grant, the world knows his
listen to this
I ate some fish 'n' chips, I felt okay
I passed by a fancy cafe
I saw a man eating one of them T-bone stakes
He hollered, gracious stand by
deterred
The man who stopped a thug that
Tried to escape on a horse
Lifted both man and mount and
Threw them with unnatural force
That fight I can't endorse"
It’s the mafuckin Peoples Champ I go by the name YKeedo nigga
MG what’s poppin thug
Ay picture me rollin brand new whip and no it’s not stolen
I
just us, you get your bones crushed
You got against us, resist us?
I thinks not (thinks not), it's impossible {*echoes*}
[Break: RZA]
If you live for
the Lord shit I'm trying to brake somethin'.
N mostly I'm up and stressing when other folks sleep
And believe I know struggle and struggle knows me.
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