Lyrics:
periods of time
When
I didn't make anything
At all
But I never sold
All my stuff
And it can get really
Sad looking at drums
Or gear that
You haven't
a situation that you need to know of
We don't do it for the gram, everybody know us
And if you cal me for a jam you know l'ma show up
You know I'ma show up
muthafuckas soon as the sun set
Gangsta with it, homie you know how I do
This just a lil somethin you can let off ya chopper to
[Verse 2]
Clip in the Smith
don't mean the club
I'm talking 'bout my crib, mama, I'm trying to fuck
It's cash money baby, it's young money, bitch
Now you can swallow that or you
can on my shit
Jump out of vans like Hannibal Smith
Man I spit a thousand rounds, your squad don't need it
Shredders in a riot pump leave you
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
up
Tell em What you represent
I represent Jonesboro
Where they don't make it out
Look, I represent Jonesboro
Man I took 10 grands quick, quick
Look,
tex calicos
Aim at your chest nicca
Chorus:
I keep the 40 cal on my side
Steppin with the mindstate of a mobster
See a n**** pa** by
Tuck
my bed, I'ma lie in it, mum
Live by the gun, die by the gun (chyeah)
All the blood, sweat and tears that I shed was all worth it
When I see my
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
you slimmer now
Like it when you listen but I love it when I'm in yo mouth
Praying that you make it out these streets so we can settle in
See greater
bitch make me mad
I don't care what no broke hoe say because I'm in my bag
Yeah she envy me she cal girl cuz I can take her man
He give me that head I
shit cost me
Don't worry, I'll make it back before you sip coffee
I run with hustlers n' bosses, bosses n' hustlers, had to find my hustle I was lost
eatin' by the fishes
I be really doin' this shit got me shootin' with percision
Like how Klay and Curry did it
And I hope I'm never missin'
Still will
away
You can do it
You can do it
Yes you can
Woo
I am I
And I intend to go go go
Like Frida Kahlo painting on the poor
On your fuck-off wall
the heat
I don't take it to the heart
I be showing love for free
By design, this is art
High and low I keep it G
Been that way from the start
I hang
don't like the way its going down, n**** grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the cal keep going
[Verse 1 - Ja Rule]
the case
You don't want your whole family on that forty-eight
I thought I wasn't gon' make it until I crashed the Wraith
Ayy, this .40 cal' rip a nigga
it lil nigga then die by the gun
See whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
So how the fuck you gon win lil nigga when I already won
don't like the way its going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more than one that got the gold, grab the cal keep going
[Ja Rule]
Real
had an abortion with me, but a nigga lived
I don't fear losin' life, 'cause life just lost me
Shadow of death keeps followin' me and I can't get him
fucked up what you did
I hooked you up with my girl and shit
You fucked her, every time you see her
You don't even say shit to her, you know what I
fucked up what you did
I hooked you up with my girl and shit
You fucked her, every time you see her
You don't even say shit to her, you know what I
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