Lyrics:
Leave him red like he mf satan
I ain't fucking one bitch bring Your Friend
These hoes make me sick when They pretend
That's why I'm alone to my end
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
here, Westside)
Understand this
Ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z
He broke and I smoke daily, baby, let's be friends (come on y'all)
Let's be
surrounded by molls with whom he is openly
Flirting he is drunk fosco is sober and more
Reserved the croupier spins the
Wheel Glyde collects)
Black twenty six
Suckers didn't even see us, they musta been blind
Black wire touched red the car was mine
We hadn't done nothing but some suckers got shot
Hit the first
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
the woods in
A bright red hood
Sensed no danger, not when he grabbed me
Little me understood, not the likelihood
Of this stranger eating up granny
Never trust
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine
He drink whiskey, Poncho drink
Fuck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily
Baby, let's be friends
Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all
No need to front, let's be friends
still" and quickly running
Waved the red thing o'er his head
He turned the maddened cattle
From Lenore, his little friend
And as the mighty herd rushed
Big Jim was no one's fool he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and silver
but it wasn't, quite
'Cause I caught him in the autumn in my garden one night!
He was robbing me
Raping me
Rooting through my rutabaga
Raiding my
but it wasn't, quite
'Cause I caught him in the autumn in my garden one night!
He was robbing me
Raping me
Rooting through my rutabaga
Raiding my
a bitch nigga he ran
We got this shit like Iran
Got a C4, ima run
And it's a 12, leave him by the gun
These bitches dumb, thinking I'm the one
Bullets finna
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
The underground is bumping while you fly on the surface
But your programmed life doesn't concern s-o-0-S
He's the motherfucker that was raised in
this friend of mine
Six foot two and rude as hell
I got to get him in he ground before he starts to smell
My name is Mudd
My name is Mudd
My name is
does a red flag look like?
I don't know if I'm doing some shit too
Much i did some stupid shit when I
Was recording and I'll probably
Do some stupid
Shit
don't want it, You gon' lose
I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
the other night
Yeah, he was gonna put a diamond on her hand
Then he caught her runnin' 'round with another man
So I booked me a ticket for the early AM
mind
I'll be fine
This life is mine
I'll do it all by myself
By myself
By myself
This is the story of a guy named Nic
When he found his passion about
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
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