Lyrics:
strategy we dey burn energy we dey chase property
Everything on a strategy
Girls In the place dem dey shake anything
Boys in the place dem dey pop many
the one
Who's gone hold you tight
Whatcha say?
Hey boy, tell me whatcha say?
Can I give you sum to feel?
Lemme putcha in ya zone
Need ya right here by my
I said I never meant to do it, street nigga
When I'm outside, my bad habits was influenced
By the drug shit home, I had felt the lack of love shit
The end result
B-boy Destruction
Party after party
Jam after jam
The weak would hang
Surrounded by the gang
Dangerous times
And corrupted minds
My pledge
drive by
So if you're ready for it
Smoke dro for it, tell 'em
An' if you're hatin', fuck nigga what's happenin'
Adamsville, Watts,
Westside,
control your whole crew
It's psychology boy, now what the fuck that make you want to do?
Don't let 'em get in your head, they try to probe you
Figure
Double down kings got the master plan
Speaks and Bu Bu on the track going ham
Look I'm about to go H.A.A.M
We goin H.A.A.M on 'em
I'm about to go
these thangs
What if eye told you
I told you these thangs
What if eye told you
I told you these thangs
All I want is hits dog
Tell em bring me red wine
music, that's the end of it
Tried to tell 'em that I get ridiculous
Big blade on me, send 'em to the clouds since he
Cappin' - talkin like he limitless
go Dey no relent
Baby no go play me for a fool
Me go vex
Baby we go dey from today till the next
Tell em say the fire wey we get no go quench
Hmm mini
and chopper busting
But what's the good in knowin' better if I ain't tell 'em nothing
I knew I coulda told Cap not to kill shawty
Put down the gun, get in
about Jesus
Told em he was black and they called me a hater
Then he's on the church wall, yeah like a slave trader
Something real funny's going on boy
got 'em
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
Kokane
Ah what's the use of the truth
If you can't tell a lie sometimes
I saw this comin' back when I was whippin' jam
Used to tell the homies then, one day I tell em' where we been
While I stack my bills right, roll
shoppin|She f*ck me right then she shoppin|Got a redbone, she look tropic|Got these niggas bobble like some bobbleheadds|I'm that nigga so I kill em
I say
Bitch im not a dawg
Im a wolf
Try to read me
But cant judge me
Like the cover of a book
By the look on they faces
I can tell i got em shook
2023
2023 ain't no back pedaling
Tell my guys kick they feet up
Tell em all settle in
Tryna touch a huddy way more then seven M's
Need my payments in
Pipework, I lay it down for the hoes
Hit 'em off with that dark brown, you know?
Ain't no other cats got love for me
Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me
Mr. Carter (hello)
Tell me, where have you been? Where have you been? (You know)
'Cause they've been asking, they've been searching
They've been
niggas they ready to pop em'
These niggas be bitches we made that boy run in the house I bet Brandon know how we be coming
These niggas be crashing out
need a rich boy
In love with your body
Your love is your body
Your insecurities
Is more than a hobby
You hot as wasabi
Your flaws go right by me
That
It takes a girl to understand
Just how to win, she knows she can
I think it's clear who wears the pants
What boy could stand a chance?
She makes it
at yo knee
We goin bruise (Bruce) em look like Lee,
Keep a Glock up in my pants but my name is not no Key,
My guns giving niggas tattoos, boy just got
Well Alright
Let me tell yo ass bout Tommy my nigga
All that nigga knew was robbery nigga
Every time he was fucked up, A nigga got stuck up
He luck
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