Lyrics:
niggas gone ride
One time for my real niggas (let's ride)
Two times for the game its all in your brain
Man if I had a buck for everytime I've
ain't sendin shit I'll walk em down
About the message
Run this town about the rep
And still get hounded by the heffas
Yelling could you blame
A young one
Halfway's too far to go
Forget about heaven
And the book of fear
Forget about heaven
We're staying here
Beliefs, disaster
Domination by persuasion
getting angry calm down let me explain myself
I'm tryna give em a sample of all the pain I felt
They told me to slow it down I can't contain myself
Besides
2?
Nigga, The one
The one
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
UH
Aint No Need To look down anymore
We just roll up and im up at em like 20 floors
Cant afford
a wrap, I'm knockin' beef with the shells
Know I'm heaven-sent, but I stay givin' em hell
Flipped a couple ships yeah, it got sent through the mail
If you
Yo
You know the posse's all together, see how it go
(What?)
Watch
Yo
Come on
Shit be crazy when we slide
Heaven is a ghetto, keep a angel by
wit' Glock
Then I bust down the scale
Ain't fuckin' wit' none of these niggas be bitches so I'll slide just by myself
(Imma ride by myself)
You know imma
[LaToiya Williams]
What did ya do to me? (What did you do to me?)
What did ya do to me? (To me, ha ha)
[Young Buck]
Now, even though I might
knowin' you wack
You act up and I'm throwin' you down a flight of steps
Then I'm throwin' you back up them
If they don't like the track, fuck 'em
He like send the U n t a by fax
Young villain kings they don't like that
And i feel like i feel like fuck em like that
If they don't stop calling on my
bitches 6 feet deep
My mental status destroyed
'Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sick
But I swear with a passion
I'm a put 6 shots in this
blammed on 'em (let's go)
Yeah, top down in the coupe, bitch, we way past Mercedes
I got many women begging me for a baby
I got many men and they wishing
trasher
I hate to trasher
Imma bring the money in
I'm delicate
Lyrics bound to touch yo soul
When you heaven sent
I told my team just stay alive
We gon' be
Since they checking, let 'em know
I'm still cutting G, a buck a piece
SwoopeLoops in the kitchen, cookin' up a feast
I was wrappin' up foils out in Long
like a republican
Struggling from clenching my fists, causing the buck of shit
Niggas faking, walking around like they corrupting shit
Save that for
down for me or just down to bust
Are you worth a million or worth a buck look
I can tell by the look in your eye you will always be down to fight
You
no Façade
Bitch it’s Do or die I walking em down
It’s the final purge I’m cleanse theses clowns
Flush em down have em with the fishes he can’t
down a dutch then I'm puttin' you in it
My Glock got a beam when I aim it's gon' hit ya
Can't cop this shit cause it's limited edition
That bitch aint
em this ya final message
U got 2 options when I line the weapon
The shortcut to hell or wait in line for heaven
Yall done made it too easy for me
26. I
suck
Pick em all one by one, cause they all got a strap
Tryin to beat us with the stick and the gat
Lookin at the news and now i see pals
Carlton, koons,
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
I'm smokin' my cigs by the pack
I got me a lot on my neck
Enemies down in my plate
Money in place
If you wanna talk put a bag to my face
We gettin'
to you and yours
My name is Ad-Rock, I'm from the B-boys
I go by the sign of, umm Scorpio
You know I rock ya' body in stere-ereo
Been down with
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