Lyrics:
niggas no niggas thats flaw
You can be my dawg n I don't even care
If you flaw you flaw n I don't fuck wit them there
I fuck wit real ass niggas I don
shit
George Bush got some nerve, fuck a war
We trying to serve motherfucking 8 balls
Til’ we live at the pool hall
And knock billiards out of your
some bitches think that I care
Some niggas got a iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Some niggas really pythons, I'm watchin' out for myself
Tattoos,
around
There ain't another nigga safe where I stay
I know I can't get around it
Cause it's a part of life
And everybody got to go sometimes
80% of my
I’m with it of course the hell is you saying
Nigga I ain’t for none let me see them pockets
Try to pull it out hit them with the rocket
If you the plug
mine nigga
Fuck them stop signs nigga
Fuck them double lines nigga
Fuck that gas light nigga
Fuck that cop lights
I can't go out like Tupac nigga
Bullets
[Chorus]
I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind
And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine
It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, that's my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs here's one
keep a bad bitch cause the niggas stay by my side
If they told you I ain't got it, go tell them niggas they lied
Yeah, what you thought lil nigga, I'm
a nigga
Ride for a nigga
Be there by my side with a nigga
Side with a nigga
And would you vibe with a nigga
Vibe with a nigga
Would you ride
Turn up
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
Geah whassup?
To all my street niggas, project niggas
Real niggas, worldwide
Let's reflect, everybody got a story
We all ghetto B, here's mine geah
Whether it's your broad or your niggas
Just make sure you know what I'm saying
You always surround yourself by the right variety
Those niggas yo
popeyes
Go get that
Niggas keep wolfing I pop out
The right time take what you
Got now that shit mine
Gimme that
Ima just start this shit off
By saying I
mine on me wherever I was at
Heard some niggas had some money on my hat
(Live by it you die by it)
Uh, 223.'S, K's, and Mac's
You send a shooter here
ain't getting money
How you get caught up for a
Strap and tell on your homie
Nigga, there's rules to this game and
You ain't living by them
Like you don't
Shout out my bro, Buju
Shabba Buju, that's my nigga
Shout out my nigga, Vince
Shout out my son, Shad da God
That's my little guy right there
Shout out my
My nigga Game
I remember when I first met the nigga!
Nigga hella-flamed up, flagging and all that
Nigga told me he come through Cedar Block
Out there
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
the young niggaz
Let us get some paper, nigga, sit your ass down, nigga, be executive, nigga
Do your thug thang, nigga, and I'ma do mine
You stay out my
ain't fly they can't rap
Yup yup can a nigga flow
Yup yup got a million hoes
Yup yup when a nigga step out in a pair of what's those
Yup yup all
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