Lyrics:
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
with it
Bitches pressed, cause a n**** really live it
Tae 30 he a crazy muh fucka
40 wap he a lay a muh fucka
God damn Imma crazy motha fucka
Bitches
fuck up that money
You think it did something to me?
I do things, new things
I'm getting blue cheese, no hot wings
I really cop things, new V's and hard
a tissue to wipe your tears
And to gain some things
Some say the same
But damn, again some things don't change
What you want to do to me?
Your crew is
trust me
I feel like things might be falling in place
And my music's been kinda doing bits too
Like I actually might do something great
And when I'm
Tony dead and his brother too
Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through
And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew
Damn, he in
to know
chorus-2
Hey! Lady Killer I
See you walk around with your gun in your hand
but I'm an original twisted sister and I
don't give a damn about
that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with
Step to the Maadness, your ass gotta go
Ain't a damn thing changed but only the year
East Coast, West Coast get the [unknown]
You don't want
look out of my face
'Coz I've had it with your lies
You're pretty damn close to being unfine
'Cuz everything you do makes you look like a fool
[Chorus]
got my name on em
And the nigga still livin'
Spend a condo in the club
One bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles
For the whole crew, thanks
basslines
In my room like a shrine it was shining
Original Nutter by Shy it's was firing high
Lost in the music, basement bedroom
Always had the tunes on,
chilllen cool
While you grillen like a summer afternoon
What you really tryna prove the status of the baddest in ya crew
Knowing damn well you gon panic if
the dough to drink until (Get twisted)
Ain't no tellin what I'm bout to do (Get wicked)
Fill me up I'll try to fight a crew (Don't touch me)
Bouncer want
Of Things
My Minds Cursed
When You Blink You See Black
I See The Devil Holding Wings
I'll Be Riding To Death Of Me
Couldn't Give 2 Shits What You Expect
still down for the team
Seems like our lil situation just ain't what it seems
Now she's popping a bean
Not one or two and she past three
What do it do
And I know that they say 2 legends can co exist
But one thing I know is that my co don’t exist
Cause I exit every co
With all this dreams in my
eyes on me
You might not see me on BET
Or things of that nature
Can’t get no play when nias at
The radio station hate ya
One thing they can’t take from
dick, you got my thing hard
You got skills, you should win an ABN award
I got my playing card, it's the two of spades
Deuce is wild, check it out, and you
thugs turn to religion
The bitch you love could start to hate you, the shit you use to do escape you
Things that make you laugh represent the past
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
of Queens
We get the cream laid up love love for dame
'Cause I mean what I mean,I'm out to claim king
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my namell reign
or just mess up
But everything's live that's why I don't dress up
"Blastmaster KRS" a synonym for "fresh"
I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no
fucked up, the whole damn crew!
Chur, Chur, Chur, Churrr! x2
(Yeaah hah, you know who it is, The O’C, The O’C)
I wish i could live like this forever,
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