Lyrics:
When im on air imma fly guy
Word to Jah why would I lie
Whats the pin imma drive by
Nya batsi then roll up hayahay (ayye)
Fit nako paytera mada na sa
today cause you might not see tomorrow
[Verse 1]
Roses are red and violets are blue,
And we all get purple rain when you put together the 2
True,
too..
Tell on my self but this mute is not deaf
2 steps ahead im a crew by myself
I maneuver with stealth
Im the angel of death
Aint no peace where you
to California and be a forever stoner
By the way, did I mention that I got glaucoma
I'm lying, I just love the smell, the aroma
Gelato, birthday cake, Runtz, sour
Like im reading your
Rights
But when night time
Comes
Its the freak in
The light
You a freak in the
Sheets
You belong to the streets
Nothing
Just lost a pack and covered my re
Times dat by four
From long time I was in basic now
I pull up in Chrissy Dior She said
Do I love her more than
because they see me running this money up
Boujee bitches biting
Keep it street I'll take the basic bitch that's on her shit can't take the dick
She trying
If you can't tell by now, I like guns
Sitting on the back porch
Chewing on a haystack
Thinking 'bout the ways that I'ma
Give my baby payback
Lord
do
You go steady feel the groove
Anytime with my goons
Jaiye lo mezebu
Wonfe mumi gan lote
Won pe blue funmi reggae
Miofo mioyojo mo stand gidigba mio
and rhyme seduction
I spill and fill brains with game and mo' thangs
Like them dope thangs and what that hoe brang
Creep on Crest streets, speak on fresh
it's blocked by the blue and the red
U-F-O's
And scandalous ass hoes
Waist deep in the shit, it's still smellin' like a rose
And I suppose
You want
sweeter than sweet, puffin on Swisher Sweets
I'm unique, like a blue??? bird without the beak
I'm deep, like bucket seats when the 'tics hit the streets
get ya face twist
Cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)
Cartel mo' cars then the races (races)
A-K's on a lear jet (g-4)
Rick Ross I'ma Real threat
a beauty, they know I'm a monster, they call me a beast
They don't wanna see a shark in the water, I've been had knowledge in these streets
She don't wanna
Bilisin mo
Hayop ka
Relax lang
Sige na
Item syndrome sa aking dojo
Naglarado
Naglarado
Video games
Atya ka
Rapping
Takbo
Tiwak
Tumuntik na
Hindi na
get you blue like an iMessage
Leave a street message nah but for the record
These young niggas don't listen til they up in prison
Adding that hot water
local, my thoughts are global
That's why I seem distant, son, expand ya vision
Even adored by Norwegian woman
Blonde hair and blue eyes, I'm gettin'
a damn if it rot
Nigga aint basic, I was overseas palm trees on the horses
I had came in with gwap
Counting blue faces, nigga came up out da hood
I can
then get it back by tomorrow. I’m loving all the things you do my boo got the juice. Tell valet get the coupe the one that’s missing the roof. I know I
a bag then get it back by tomorrow.
I'm loving all the things you do my boo got the juice.
Tell valet get the coupe the one that's missing the roof.
I
sweeter than sweet, puffin on Swisher Sweets
I'm unique, like a blue??? bird without the beak
I'm deep, like bucket seats when the 'tics hit the streets
time we talked was the first grade, class of Ms Pearl
I let you borrow my blue crayon, that must've meant the world
Listen, I ain't trying to be
the worst of porcupine
If you tryin to take mine
Yo, pick up my nigga Splif
In the blue 5S's
Sporting out tan, interior blue head restses
Move, baby no
[Chorus]
Mo B. Dick
We Gangstafied (Yes you know, yes you know ,yes you know)
We Gangstafied (This is for the real tru Gangstas)
We Gangstafied
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