Lyrics:
on that purple lean
If you got a choppa in your hand than pop that
Rob on these cowards tell them D-Boys to drop that
Show up at your house disrespecting
Muthaf***a, sometimes, you feel like a nut
That's what you do
What we got here, uh, check it out
Here's another one, uh, uh
By the Notorious
I stepped in the party, I stepped in the function
""Who you wit?"", bitch I came with my brothers
Came out the mud, bitch you came out the gutter
Tie on a bandana, then we lay him out
Fighting over two colors in the crayon box
It's no love
It's no love
Forty ounces in my cup, I'm poured up
have to force you
Blow your brains out
The body bag or the coffin
Me and () in the Jag sippin' coffee
We don't get harassed by the
Badge wit' a warrant
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
Enough to reach us
Cannel affiliated my goons demonstrated
Finally got a reason for the
Dogs to celebrate it
Free lease by that cold old murta
Lot
got a pimp fucked up
Can't help it cause you don't know, ain't my fault that you stuck up
Ya parents didn't teach ya, the streets didn't reach ya
I'm
regained our sovereignty
You ain't regained shit, you got totally played
Fooled by the lies of a right wing coup
When you realise there's no one left
(spacious)
Fresh up out the can, Icy Gang Sett got 'em hatin' (hatin'-ass nigga)
Nigga, you owe me, pay me, seen too much, I'm takin' (pay me, buster-ass
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
you come home
I'm waitin' by the phone this is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realest
So if you ever need me
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
Scott concert
Ten people died, thousands got hurt (damn)
Thinkin' bout that 9 year old that's the saddest part
You know Uncle Murda love the kids,
ouija
You got a Range, why you talkin' like you need me? Bitch
Hopscotch shawty jumpin' out a cool whip
Hopscotch shawty jumpin' out a cool whip
have to force you
Blow your brains out
The body bag or the coffin
Me and mi carnal in the Jag sippin' coffee
We don't get harassed by the
Badge where
call it New Jack, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I got a blue Jag
I make that cash talk
I got a new house
You wanna get in, need a passcode nigga
Two twenty five
the dick, in your mouth
Take it out and take a lick
Every Ho is a bitch
And every bitch is a ho to get turned out
We putting these hoes on da house
Well I
that's why all the ladies can't help but love me
And I chop their fucking heads of in their sleep if they disagree
You trust your woman loves you based
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
comin' strong, you believe I'm all grown
You believe, that nigga, I love to get it on
You half steppin'
I got the weapon
Boom! Boom! I'm blastin'
M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass tricks
We keep on coming while we running for your jewels
Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools
You know the rules
Little
got them bricks by the dozen
I hear about what they discussing
Niggas be clown like McLovin
Get off my dick cuz you sucking
I don’t need a bitch for
nice
Despite the fact you think you the feisty type
Oh, love to fight, I love the drama
Love when my bitch get to cussin' out Yolanda
Find the Obie
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