Lyrics:
Think twice you lose your life gamblin with the dice
'cause it ain't nothin but a ninety thing baby
And all the hoes in the Point drive me crazy
Can't
em down like dominos
Then found a queen to
Achieve the impossible
Are you the type that make me
Tell dem hoes adios
Cause she been by my side
Thru
If you wanna drive down, you could go with me
Just leave them colors at home
No, we can't let anybody know"
That I got a Georgia girl singin'
ends
And try support ya'
You rock manolo things
Your blings match your rims
You only know me as that rapper
Workout at your gym
I seen you work that
tell you one more time?
Holding onto you, my dreams come true
I tell ya baby, don't you know
I'm the storm before the snow?
You drive me crazy and I
missin' Like the kids on the carton of milk
Hey, I can snatch something bad outta the hood
And bring 'em back to the pad out by the woods
You know
a tad insane|But I right now I don't feel no sorrow|Aint gonna stalk you, drive by, tell lies, start a fight, break down, leave town, alright... |Not
that I'll probably lose
(Why?) i triple Gs, leave Gennady bruised
I lived by the Gotti rules (What's that?)
That means you should watch ya mouthpiece
I'm
longer than addicts on Methamphetamine
Wagopola cherry ya Mdeva yimtshwara ko ntlung a two-timer?
Got into an argument, cherry wamhlaba ka screw driver
disrespect in my comments
But none of 'em really want wreck
Lets be honest
I pull up on 'em with TEC's out the Honda
Slime and anaconda throw bullets behind ya
I let a hollow tip hit ya neck
Clip is extended
But this bitch can't disconnect
Serve 'em like Wifi and
Fuck up your internet
This ain't no drive-by
Or maybe he already locked
Pillow talking to bitches
And then you talk down on ya mans
I swear that's pathetic
These niggas is sensitive
All in they
Lil' Jay on the track, nigga
Aye and you already know it's ya boy Lil' Scrappy
We finna have the whole M-F world, rockin' in dis bitch
Look
Lil' Jay on the track, nigga
Aye and you already know it's ya boy Lil' Scrappy
We finna have the whole M-F world, rockin' in dis bitch
Look
know I clown
Pistol whippin and strippin em
Down to they riches, rapin they bitches
Nigga it's a, jack move, 187, count yo blessin
Hollow tips
and a long ass drive, word
Keep it moving and keep improving at the same time
People love me but hate me on the same rhyme
Damn, that's just how I feel man
I
Gotta be cool baby, ya know what I'm saying
Jump out your car in the middle of the street
Open up your trunk, let the bass beat
Go ahead, go ahead
(He got the slip on you)
This how it went down...
I had to undergo therapy, not surgery
the nigga wetted me but, he didn't murder me
dun, I
by the motel sign
And she says,
hey there mister, so nice to see ya, I heard you broken the law,
Now we can't be too loud and you better be quick
My performance is live
I speak lyrics that got drive
Hold weight in each part, street
County estate
Makes no difference, magnificent is
Getting down
kill the hype
They just shot my dawg from the back
Then we catch them niggas on a drive by
Getting tickets USA
I just wanna see ma baby
With her im
can feel the hand of God
Mannywellz
Drive is automatic got Immanuel's manual
That's the Good Book, that's a good look
Oh you trippin' boy you thought it
at ya
You can have a shot of this
Or maybe hit this marija
Wanna if you wanna but
If not, stay drug-free
But, plug me in the mix boy
Right up next to plug
I don't give a fuck it's like a horse with a broken leg
An old crusty ass broken down piece of shit
What's next?
Next time I see ya
I'll pull out my
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