Lyrics:
Money make the world go round
And all the pretty girls go down
And I still roll round through my old hood in my new whip
All white ghost I call it my
Now light a match, stand back, watch 'em explode
She's got lions in her heart, a fire in her soul
He's a got a beast in his belly that's so hard
it graphically
Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter
Horrific torture, by prolific authors
Shape and mold MC's, like I'm playing the skelly top
told her she protected I promise
Grew up inna zoo I ain't lion I'm honest
I got feens doin lines for a profit
I can get you bitch ass lined up by
the Decatur streets
Laid back in these ostrich seats
I'm in the hood makin' deals on the cell phone
Peakin' at that ass crack bustin' out that lil' thong
of the mystified sun
65 million degrees divided by the shine's sum
Right, um, back to the angry talking
clpine avalanches vanish, bars are anti-frosted
Smashed in
Off-white and double D's
Dope Fiends and coca leaves
Dropping bars and raise the bar
Glad that I done came this far
I'm a lion in the jungle
Trust me, bro i,
Hebrew boys hopped out the fumes
By faith God delivered Daniel from the lion's den
And it's only by faith that we can please God in the end
If He said it
her feel like a queen
Am a lion in my kingdom
Steady on the grind even when the war is on
No love for the street there is love in the hustle
My mama
that work don't you never retire
Made a way out the trap I ain't tryna get hired
You had some work back in the day you expired
Buddy coulda had motion
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
fallacy
Range day on a Wednesday
New attachments for the accuracy
Back of me my troops we all pushing coupes
Celebrating how we made it so far
Hangin out
the back
Gunnada razta roll up da pack
Driftin the city
Stay away from lights
White paint like the racist people
That Dont like me
When im passin by
I
O I forbid you maidens all
That wear gold in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there
There's none that goes by Carterhaugh
L and become eL chapo
I took 2 L’s but soon as I found my eve I placed it in front and the back of her
Then I got my level
Salivate
My mind is
That's how it goes now
I don't look up to nobody
I got my nose down
I scared off all the good women
Hell I got hoes now
Hose down white girls with
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
stacks
Sixty M's later and three hunnid tax
Still losing weight with the south on my back, nigga
I pray you play by the rules
I came so close
We out here
The black blocks all up at the front in black bloc
Next to some wily white socialist and street doc
They are tear gassing us
Shoulder
Driven by these men?
Let's get back to normal
Reclaim our busy lives
Clearing trees and killing bees
So we can pimp our hives
As long as there's a profit
Take it back to the north side
Migo N.W.A nigga
Woke up quick at about noon
just thought that I had to be on the north soon
Hop in my Beamer
purse
Lay up in ya yard, rob ya when ya go to church
Ya love white tees now ya face on the shirt
Black tee, black beat, trapping on the front street
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