Lyrics:
been on my forty eight all night
Huh/ watchu know bout the boy
Spin through that block and I aim it and dump
Humble Dragon yeah I aim at the top
They
keep telling me forty hit him in is ankle hit him in his knee bitch I'm Living like a movie yea my life a dream you can have the bitch she got a chin
your face and I don't even fucking try to (no homo)
Wish I had a basement mitt for me to hide you
We could play Xbox and listen to 'in search of'
Everybody shut up, woo!
Everyone listen up!
Hey, hey, hey, uh
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
If you can't write in the proper way
If you don't
Everybody shut up, woo!
Everyone listen up!
Hey, hey, hey, uh
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
If you can't write in the proper way
If you don't know how
and the right to lie
I wish that everyone could see a show by Liza Minnelli
Such a marvelous lady with talent by the ton
Crackpot history and the right
caught up in beefs
Frontin in all of they raps
30 clip under the seat
40cal sit on the lap
Live by the code of the streets
Get caught and you never rat
get this paper, that's right
We gon', shine, sublime, we just might
Time don't wait, days go, then come night
With them street lights
Them street
eat, nigga
Beast mode, so I feast, nigga
Listen here, let me teach you something
That nigga livin' don't owe you nothing
Block niggas, we come from
Harry Fraud gon' hold me down, don't take much to get me right (right)
Harry Fraud gon' hold me down as soon as that beat loop
Harry Fraud gon'
missing
The other half don't wanna hear but ima make em listen
So don't tell me bout being fake cause nigga no i'm not
Say that I ain't do enough don't say
She said take me out that city life let's see the world for real
What she don't know bout me, I can't weave through the dirt without my steel
'06
to guzzle 40's, and own a beat up Caddy
Since the hood still love me, I'll turn the heat up daddy
I went from mackin fly honies on the train
to straight
don't like the way its going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the cal keep going
[Ja Rule]
Real
don't like the way its going down, n**** grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the cal keep going
[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
out
You know that forty on my side when I ride
If you ain't coming different baby don't waste my time
Can you bust it open like the roof on my ride?
forty fives,
What cats get clapped with,
I react sick whenever my dough ain't adequate,
Harlem World-Junior Mafia,
Yeah, that's it, come on...
Love
Some of us won't take
But the Jeep is riding
40 and no brakes
And the seat reclinin'
It's gon' be OK
One thing we all got in common's
That we scared
doing forty
Chilling on the block nah, that's not me
Niggas wanna feature nah that's not free
Uh, yo and lemme show you the wave
Juju J slide through then
guard your mind
You don't have to listen to all the lies
Push back, fight the fear
You don't have to give in to what you hear
Push back, guard your
Look, alright, yeah I'm still here waitin' on 'em
Alright look, you don't gotta, you don't gotta do all that
I don't give a fuck where you was at,
on the roadside
You're small rims, man are big rims
I was thinking, don't tease that thought
Trust me, you don't really need that thought
Goodness, greatness,
the night, boy cuz I'm on one
Black out, wake up, know I'm smoking on that potent
She don't like how I'm always faded and I don't care
That girl she wants me
me
Let me put it on God, you don't want to be a dick like me
Just get good at one job
Shish up the kabob, put her on the Barbie
Bust her down that's
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