Lyrics:
you we never was cool
My niggas winnin' ya'll niggas lose
I know the game and I play by the rules
I buy a belt when it's nothin' to do
Cause I get that
Run it by me (by me)
One time two time, always run it by me
If you lonely (lonely), turn on this song I am not charging fee
Run it by me (by me)
not run
Better not run
Better slow down
Better slow down
Better slow down
(Step by step by step by step)
(All you need is some company
Love makes you
out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do
out of these cars, got the hoes on the run
I'm hearin' plenty of words, but ain't no actions to boot
We can do some straight war for war, we can do
the game
You run-run-run and you run-run
Can't you see my heart's in pain when you run away?
You run-run-run and you run-run
I'm so so sick of this "give
run vibing the same
You ain't doing this for dollars and chains
You got love for the game
Love what you do
And do what you Love (for the game)
*Just
comin' quickly to a closure
Losin' composure, out of breath like you underwater
Twenty seconds in the game, and it's the fourth quarter
Primetime,
a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your
the fool
Serenade me while I sleep, build up the walls, keep us out of sight
My memory's playing tricks and game, the madness you loved, the tunnels
(shoot it out)
Aim this bitch, we can shoot it out nigga (grr)
Shoot it out, gun down (gun 'em down)
Runnin' round, run it back (yeah)
Dick her down,
wouldn't break it
This time you can't play around (oh)
Don't let me find it all out, again
Love is a wicked game
Still we play it, still we play it
Paper dip, but never show
'Til the fucking lot was super throwed
Players out chea' on game
Pimp pimping so cold on the hoes and its two below
That we
deep in my heart, it really could be
I just try my best to like go all out
Some might even say, "Yo shorty black you're buggin' out"
Zulu Nation,
news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
Speaking out
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
Chamillitary mayne
No no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
No no other bullet
Chamillitary mayne
No no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
No no other bullet
Chamillitary mayne
No no other bullet duck or get shoved
Inside this game they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
No no other bullet
Man stop playing me
I know voice man
I know that you Spanky
It's Chamillionaire boy
(AH WasSup!
I see you rollin'!
Wassup dog, wassup
We cool my dude
a tight one, what you wanna do? Fight or run?
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your gat, call your clicks,
Spit your game, talk your shit, grab your
realize what you have 'til it's all gone
You keep playing games, tell me what the fuck you on about?
You say you love me, but you still wanna go and fuck
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