Lyrics:
Chopping chopping that's a wrap
Dropping bombs like it's Iraq
On the track, I'll be driving by when all your tires flat
This has started as a metaphor
First and the third in row (whoa)
Junkies, they beatin down the door (woo)
Thumb through that check when I count up that check
Like I'm playing three
But I hit ignore when they texting me
Slide in my DMs? More like dive in the sea
Cos they love the life that I flaunt carefree
Taunted by the fronts
Young Weezy Baby!
Aagghhhwooo!
She Got Her Bags By The Door Nob
Ok Be Cool Wait Baby Slow Down
Dont Walk Out Of That Door
Ooooh
I Dun Made Her Past
got a blunt then roll that shit
Wait a minute bitch, fold that shit
Whistle with, the hata next door on the side
Ima ride on my ho like a long brain
want no one but you (one, two, three, four)
I get so lonely
Can't let just anybody hold me
You are the one that lives in me, my dear
I want no one
full of money and some drugs
B*****s pushin on me tryna f**k
If that's yo girl you runnin outta luck
Take her to the crib show her how we live
4 doors
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living
Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing
Sta cat to lines with
Taking off the bars from the cell is how I make my living
Lord not be smitten by the cage and the angry men willing
Sta cat to lines with
To live life get your shit right & play
Don't get it twisted like rays if I miss that's ok
But life's short don't miss a day uhh
If I should die don't
To live life get your shit right & play
Don't get it twisted like rays if I miss that's ok
But life's short don't miss a day uhh
If I should die don't
friends, no
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
I catch a hoe right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki
Kick that ho right through the door (TR3YWAY)
I
crisis around without resorting to Nazi bullshit like oil wars and drug wars by just saying no! to George Bush.
And if people knew that the very
Mia we stay live
Stay live
Ride with like three nines
Costin' shots and drive bys Young niggas pop out
Watch out for cop cars
Sun up, to sun down
Life fool
Staying strapped and letting that
Evil Mind rule
'Cause I'm more like a killer nigga
Put the pressure down and
Leave your ass disfigured
Got
We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed
(To live and die in LA) to live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be (Let my angel sin')
You've got to be
And get it by any means
How the judge gon' judge us when
This is all that we seen?
This is all that we know
Eviction note at the door
So we pray like we
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
your a bad ting I wanna lock you down
It's a good idea to 3up the 3up
I got this ting on lock it's about to go down
They need to 3up the 3up
My g
'em
Break down every system but still be growin'
So sick that they might need some Ibuprofen
Off the deep end
Bars with the depths of oceans
Sub-zero
That's what it's all about Paul
Don't be hatin' on a nigga cause a nigga gotta a little bit of cloud boy
Shit talk shit down anyways
Shut your
I'll be your papa paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine spin
Baby, you'll be famous
Chase you down until you love me
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