Lyrics:
shit I'ma still pop
(You already know what the fuck's goin' on) Shawdy on go so don't cockblock
Don't wanna hear how that gun pop
My Bro he gonna shoot
nobody fucking with me
I make a bag when I'm low, nobody know that I'm getting high as can be
I wanna die off the drugs, I don't want money or fame I just
Caillou
Want a Aston Martin V8
I'm a skrt right by you
Young hoe tried to split my nuts
I bodied her Ariza
I don't play for fun
I play to win
I need my
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I remember sleepin' on my brother couch
Yeah, with a couple thou'
Now look at me now, we don't even be
fun, large sons shooting machine guns
Population adjustment will be adjusted by an intellgent villain
Guerilla warfare killing
Amplifies, fear tears
respect,
I ain't this, but I'm that
He a bitch, who just wanna be down for nothin
Step in this bitch like a cookout
(I'm sliding)
War ain't no fun if a nigga
of there
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of there
So far away
I don't wanna stay
Get me out of here right now
I just wanna be
of there
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of there
So far away
I don't wanna stay
Get me out of here right now
I just wanna be
I'm gon have some fun tonight
Fun tonight
I'm gone live my life, that's right
Live my life
I'm gonna roll a blunt, I'm in the sky
In the sky
And I
'm making, all the writing are beside de ser
I believe in God I'll teach you by him, make you gentle
Be my fissile egg, bromo! How decides de ser
And give them
I Got CD
LV
Double G
Philip P
Mike Amiri
Givenchy
Fendi
Imma Designer Feen
I Got CD
LV
Double G
Philip P
Mike Amiri
Givenchy
Fendi
Imma designer
quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump, p
Z-Ro Lyrics
Mo City Don Lyrics
(*talking*)
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all
Been waiting on this here, yeah shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw,
It's on
Where they at, where they at, where they at
I sold tapes every day me and Freddy B
Been famous since 1983
Give me ten dollars, and you
and we have fun
We just got this pound on Monday, by Friday it's done
Hit up my connect, be like, "I need another one"
I be on the grind on, don't like
a j
Put on some synth wave
Mix sum for the hoes to hoe to
Now they flagging me down
They must be from P-Town
I can't fade the tricks
With fingerwaves
front of the corner store under the canopy
Chick wanna stand with me, she gotta drink a can of p (here drink this)
That's a pineapple soda (what's this)
And by the look in her eyes, ho
The girl was serious!
She wore no disguise, oh no
So let's have some fun, yeah!
(I thought it was me), I thought it
the world to know
I'm paying my dues and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah yeah
I
nigga you know wat I mean
Ti Obasanjo ba yaso
Shey o le so pe na who mess
Reminisce base 1 Olamide fuck who’s next were re o ehn
A Mad man
File fun yeah
Any nigga threatening P, you bugging
I got a thousand soldier, we dumbing
Catch P all by hisself, I got something
Then puncture your flesh my blade,
like me Gotta keepa ton on my plate
Just incase One wanna separate
This mentality was embedded in my brain ever since I was young
I'd be at checkmate if
Oh, make me a red cape
I wanna be Superman
CHORUS
Oh, if only my life was more like 1983
All these things would be more like
They were at the start
Most times i hope i am not dying
2018 is wildin'
Nowadays artists are dropping like flies and
I just wanna be famous when i die
See i don't wanna be
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