Lyrics:
While us MC's rap, doin' our thing
It's not singin', like it used to be
No, it's rappin' to the rhythm of the sure shot beat
It goes one for the money,
Mona Rad
50 Likes ain't viral, are you high
All these niggas cap, all y'all do is lie
Smack you with my hand like you a fly
They be tryna paint me
Glizzy got a switch
That glizzy make him twitch
Damn near start a fire
All these glizzies got some fucking sticks
We gone send it up a nigga bet not
sense of a girl who made my blood flow like fire.
I returned to the living world I fell into oblivion.
Time has gone by, it’s a new era for the world. We
And we had just gotten back off of tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and bumrushed the movie
I
red when I came out the blue
I'ma walk right by like I ain't got a clue
I'ma do me, you can do you, boo
I'm sick and tired of lying to you
And if
when we slide
Opps got tears in Their eyes
I know that he died
He would've still been alive
If y'all niggas ain't never gas him to feel like a god
I'm in LA, you gon' chill with Kobe if we get into it (but rest in peace to him)
Niggas muggin', already done shot at them
They know what's up (them
the prison guard
And said to him with a grin
To shoot those deer
would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em right here
Why not just
lock the gates and keep them
So let's act like we love Him and fix up our face
Cause you looking real bored (Cmon now)
We cant come in this house without the gratitude
Child
could never be
We like blind sheep, every day we just wanna see
That’s why we gravitate to him, we need help with this walk
If you not seeking his face
you go?
(Verse 1)
(Lyte) I keep 'em on lock down, but I gets around
He can tie me up I be damned to let him tie me down
Doin' what I like, when I
fuck with pities, baby's window shoppin'
I'm like, Beat it, if you're not gon fuck me in physical
It could be the last time he be earning me
That's not
Ayy, don't let me get up on him Run down on that nigga
Box him in And put that glizzy on him
I don't be on no bully shit, but if he play then bully
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe that
[Chorus]
No no no
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe that
[Chorus]
No no no
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost
your sister
In 2 years she would slam e a door on my fingers
My Mom calling ER, told them we rushing in
The nurse like why we are? My son got bumps
the crib, so I'll be gone till we on
Whats up, Finally Famous
I had it on my jacket way back in high school
Know I wanted to be in them night clubs and not
no thang to me
You buster ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be
We can throw them thangs, play the same and i'm gone bust your nose
Try to stop
that will be the same place you lay at
We been sipping drank by the pint since way back
We been candy paint on them 4s since they made that
Hop up in my
blitz but we ah hit em in his back
Wrong Play we ain't talkin bout ah sack
Throwin Fake Love But I had caught it like shaq
So Imma Thug It By Myself Dets
um, have us be His children and
For us to see Him for the first time so we can rejoice with Him and have our time
And after we do that, He's gonna
man, word
Him too
Yeah, I like Bobby Brown
Tellin' you he's cool, but
Don't be cruel, 'cause you'll be on your own
It's my prerogative and my
man, word
Him too
Yeah, I like Bobby Brown
Tellin' you he's cool, but
Don't be cruel, 'cause you'll be on your own
It's my prerogative and my
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