Lyrics:
his thing on my dawg I'm gonna kill him
Got some nigga behind that wall ain't coming home they gonna get em
Some nigga ain't playin no game cause they
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
No more ice cream cones to share
No more sittin' just playin' in your hair
No more picnics out by the sea
There ain't no more nuttin' and it's all
I ain't playin with em no mo
I got killers that love me they on go
Nigga i got respect by the boatload
New whip got a lotta horse power
I ain't
to make her wifey
By the way she's playin' hard to get, I think she really likes me
Watchin' her so much that you would think that I was stalkin'
But now I
this world all by myself
When I die ima get judged by myself
I could never get it right that’s why I need God help
I hate it when I fall cause I wanna
from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did I survive these five shots?
Live it up
from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did I survive these five shots?
Live it up
mean it is, but I also got a bum knee!"
"Mr. Mathers, the fun and games are over
And just for that stunt, you're gonna get some extra homework"
"But
In your natural state, you look better by the way
Hip-hip-hooray, I bought a sick whip today
Bust down Patek face, you think I'm playin' patty cake,
shawty is playin
This shawty is playin
This shawty is tryna play the most dangerous game
Yuh
The birth of a savage
Cultivated by bitches
Tryna be hard
red like your face blushed
By my whole family your gonna get rushed
You thought I was done
You were sorely mistaken
Because it's your life
That I
say, think of what you do,
Think of what you try to put us through.
We're just singing our song.
When you put us down, it ain't gonna get you nowhere.
"Stand by" (bah)
He was just playin' in my DM, that nigga paralyzed (nigga's paralyzed)
I don't fear the opps, but I fear God in my Fear of God (in my
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
long will they mourn me?
At least I got you by my side
Got you like, "Damn, this motherfucker right"
Tell me
So how the fuck they keep playin' with my
Just like my first album, you need common sense
'Cause life gets hard, it gets intense
Fuck them niggas sittin' on the fence
Get down or lay down, I
back to school can't stay in no book
Can't get at you then your man get took
We ain't playing by the rules we ain't playin by the book
When you jump
So effortless and don't even break a sweat this that new hot jam that you better get
Ayo
This aint the music that they playin on dem few stations
So
It ain't got enough horses
We ain't drinking by the liter we jus divi up da portions
Flow sick like a fever cheat on me I'll beat her
Nah I'm playin
just know I got the flows and the hoes and the packed out shows
Ain't too many cons when you playin' with the pros
'Cept for how your life get exposed
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble
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