Lyrics:
And talking on cellulars, three plus two broads
With a bad broad, shotgun up in the frame
You know Guerilla Maab thugs, be down to pull stunts
On the first
You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter
M.O.P. ban orders, I show you niggas "Faces of Death"
Manslaughter, live on a camcorder
My
filled up to the can!
taking pre orders VIP to the fans
Serving everybody to the mid West lands
Like Al Capon I'm bad to the bone.
King of Chicago where
(Ghetto dope)
(5th Ward)
(5th Ward bass)
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm one bad muthafucka out the Nickel
If a boy think he rough enough, then tell him just
died tryin' to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin' in peace don't even stress that beef
Go 'head and sleep count
the form of a bad omen it's wicked it was written I'll be
Runnin while turnin around and blastin back to buck 'em fuck 'em
They came back and moved and like
chase
I might let you live but a ranker is a bitch
La neta if you get busted you'll turn into a snitch
Lock it up, roll it up, you're worth twenty five
chase
I might let you live but a ranker is a bitch
La neta if you get busted you'll turn into a snitch
Lock it up, roll it up, you're worth twenty five
You died tryin to live better
Did what you had to do and now you deceased
I hope you livin in peace don't even stress that beef
Go head and sleep
but I ain't come back the same man
Ain't got no other man
Eye contact for shots, we pour Henn'
Jay Rock, K Dot, they said we gon' win
Don't play
cheese
Keep my lungs full of collard greens
But we on though by any means
I need sprite and a pint of lean
All broads get the Jimmy Dean
Hit the block with
Stunting for my friends like "Watch
A nigga check this bitch" "Hey bitch
You better have my mother
Fucking money by Thursday"
"I'm sorry mom just go with it
R nineT crawling abroad
Throw paper like ticker tape drop when
The four to the floor
Got bad bitches crawling ashore
Yacht parked on the side
bend a knee
I might touch it in the spot
If that's her fantasy
I ten command them wicked
She like it B I G
Jah bless who liveth
Who live it rite by me
Cuz aint nobody else by they side
Cuz aint nobody else keep it LIVE
Like the REcL things in this TIMES
DETROIT just showed UP with they LIGHT
Bringin'
bitches by talkin' shit
I don't even fuckin' care
나 I'm on the new way, way
내 형제들 down 했지만
내 모가지를 더 빳빳하게 들어 목숨 걸어 출세
한다고 새꺄 봐라 내가 떨어진다는 걔네들 말에 보란 듯
I'm the dopest entity
Rebuke all negative energy
Kicking it like apple pie
Cooling down by the window side
Call me victor Frankenstein
The way I
what you witness.
Did you see the bad man wonder was he sad man?
I don’t know but I book it to the glad man.
Lookin' for the sun and I never seem to add
Please don't drain my energy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
One and a two and a three and a four
It's the K to the P weh di people adore
When mi up inna
do bad by myself
Bitch I do this in my sleep
Bitch I do this every day of the month in a week
Swallow my pride in a bottle and drink
Looking for
contest
We eating cold sandwiches, still trying to digest
The life we hoped to live, versus the one we alive in
Now those the same scars we take pride in
We
(Fast forward to 03')
Only yellow skin in my school
I didn't have it bad but I felt awkward to be nice to
To these kids that don't know shit
(I don't
Yo this shits happening so fast man
I got this shit
Met a boy from the uptown
Took a lil bad shawty downtown
Didn't mess with me then but I'm up
by a lake
With Bad Lil vibe and she feeding me grapes
Free young bizzle till it's backwards
We smoke real gas
But this not a backwoods
Why these niggas
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