Lyrics:
backends on backends
I'm ridin' around in a coupe (coupe)
I take your bitch right from you (you)
Bitch, I'm a dog, woof (grrr)
Beat the ho walls loose
backends on backends
I'm ridin' around in a coupe (coupe)
I take your bitch right from you (you)
Bitch, I'm a dog, woof (grrr)
Beat the ho walls loose
come, when they come
I said I rip some, tearin' them up, a big up
A whattup? A nigga, a so what, yeah put your bricks up
I knock down the walls because
master bedroom comes alive I see 'em in the walls
My house was built with more yellow bricks than the fucking Wizard of Oz
People say that its the easiest
a brick back,
Now I'ma move it by day nigga six macks,
And ain't no runnin' off with yay shootin' big straps,
Forty cals, S.k's with no kick back,
Get
of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, 'round three
I told you not
bars of death, here comes a bad Mother F
Don't say another (shh) don't take another
Mic check one, One, checky two
What's this? The old switcharoo, huh!
and them, ha
I smarten up, open the market up
One million, two million, three million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million more
Now add that number up
in alphabetical order, Deadpool figures, 1 & 2, n' possibly 3
Endgame n' the 2013 game, fake muscle Deadpool costume in my closet
Numerous Marvel
clear through
Uh, niggas violatin' then gotta go (Uh, huh)
Papi throw my bricks, I tell ‘em adios
Give it the hood and then I gotta ghost
Two niggas owe
empty, I'm gonna plenty
Gently, put you in your place, don't try to tempt me
Just three, one little Indian smoking in a tree
One little Indian smoking in
the next level, Rolex with the ice bezel
Coming through the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero
But for now I'll play the back of the cruiser
Light another sack for
or soft
I'm like BP with the oil
I'm in another lane on them
Block flooded got the cane on them
Hating ass niggas talk shit I
Get the rain on them
I got
The black mask boys bullies with the fullies hit another lick
Cash bundles and a hundred bricks
Everybody's fucking dirty in the gutter brother
Double cross
caught a bullet with another man's name on it
Now he can't do leg day or put strain on it
Every time you hear me freestyle, I put pain in it
I used
me
Look mic check 1 2 3
Man a really in the air like 23
Man a man a man a man dem move Zs
We can't play keyboard but we do keys
Got point 2s and loose
dogs karate chop them bricks
Then they take a bow
Throw a banana in the AK and I make a smile
Grrah bah blake Griffin on these niggas
Rookie of the year
of dope
Two ounces of coke's caught in the pocket of his coat
So, another brother caught the ultimate surprise
with blown out brains, to drop stains on his
worlds apart, two miles away from my crooked brain and you
And what I saw; a tumbled wall
Brick by brick we watched it fall
Giving up or moving on
I've got
M.A.F.I.A.
*repeat x2*
One two y'all, uh, uh
Verse 3: Lil Kim
Time to make moves, and cruise to the bodega
Grab enough G's while niggas master the Sega
In
Yeah
Yeah, yeah (DJ Durel)
(Yeah, Pluto)
Put a fifty round in that Glock
Plush leather when you droppin' the top
I push a button, now I can't
when she hit the
Bricks I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
Until then I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me,
Clap)
(Stop, Clap)
(One, two, one two three)
Proceeds to perform RUN live
Calabasas, california 8pm monday night
Got big arms
What's up with you?
brother's glock
And that's the day my life changed 'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off
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