Lyrics:
Like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
But, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it
kick knowledge
I said nah that’s just a by product
I’m here for green dollars
What you think you gone stop it
Everybody want attention til it get em
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come to see me without no drawers
In a stretch Lex with about ten doors?
How is murder?
P. Diddy name me
he pull
Up with the K
Real hitter in the making so you
Know that you can't stop that
In the jungle with a tool
Clutching on it like a locket
These
Although they'll tell you that I'll never
Get out of here, I swear, I
Driven by a better life
I wanna be rich
Don't see nothing wrong with wanting more
I
pick up
Mix amne' with cess
Man's smoking mixup
Who got the keys fi de bimma
Gyally want see me go on Insta
Who got the Ps
Man could eat for dinner
rated me
Tell these tall rap niggas
Please stop over looking me
I'm the rookie
We gotta say Dorell has
Really shooken the
Rap game
And put his little
my card I cant do
Because I'm up
Henny with the lemonade
You know we mix it up
She right back to my side
And then know she back it up
I like her
Slim
make a smile
Cause you took away a life that was added by a child
From her mother, and now she got a son to carry
I can't even go to the clubs because
(Brahp)
We is not the same, you broke you ain't even got a pair of jeans
Hit the strip club can't make it rain like me yuh (Woah Woo)
Get some bread then we
my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (05 bitch)
Big Nate long beach we'll keep Lil' Jon tight beat so come on let's ride
the mix
Dropping the bass some like this
Im touching like midas im rich
Mike Tyson i hit with a fist
I said i can't fuck with no Trish
In the city i rap
lane crusing through the rain fuck 12 they can't stop me
Count it up by my lonely nigga they ain't tryna work the bag but they wanna party
In my city
You know I gotta spark me a wood
I just wanna say I love this shit
It's getting too easy
Aye, right pocket bulging
Left wrist frozen
Mix the Henny
satisfied with one plate, bae give me seconds
Dont be embarrassed by a queef its a gift from heaven
Bad bitches be poor as hell, just give me sevens
Laughing
the retrograde
Property higher than high
I cannot live by the lies
She can't love me cuz of pride
Gotta be smart to be wise
I shoulda knew you wun right
I
to keep it flowing
I can keep going and going, but what's the use
You know I'm balling in the mix, cause I got the juice
I run with wise guys, so it's no
the Drake, sound like (Bidi bidi, bum bum)
She wanna blow my socks, bitch, don't stop until the nut come
She wanna hear me rap, she say it make her wet
me Royce Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now hahahahaha, we gon' see
rappers cannot handle me
They spend more money but can't be me
Bitch ain't got those nuts what to show
These chicki boys can not fuck with me
Don't fuck
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
a shit
I went to the club and I came with my K
Stop talking shit, yeah I had a bad day
You run up on me, I'll hit you with this ray
You talking that
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