Lyrics:
the hell of it
Just got word
Lil homie; got killed, over cigarettes
Damn
Gunned down, by his own mans
Crazy how, your enemy
Can be, your own friend
I come
I'm about to feel her body
She'll be taking her clothes off
Once we get the gal right by me
Break her down till she doze off
This girl, should be
Goin' be somethin' real when the sentence hit
Then a cold penitentary, said you gon' be gone 'bout a quarter century
Say, when they mention your name,
up with my dawg like divorce
They shot at us, it was by force
We shot at them, they went to court
I don't wan' be with these niggas no more
I can't
your face to your heels
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it real
They wanna be black and think your song is how it feels
So when you
She threw the pussy and I caught it (caught it), presidential by 40 (40)
That drop hit from Europe (woof), that coupe got deported (ha)
I turn coke
push weight like I bodybuild (bodybuild)
I let the bitch slide, her attitude fake but her body real (let's go)
I'm on point when my enemies not
I
slowly til it's only ashes left of somethin real
I go numb I'm drownin out the feel
Hurtin like I'm carried off the field
I could think of a hunned angels
Its a way better feelin knowing secrets, yall just be quick to gossip/
On me I'll ball without ya, she thought she broke me when she left dam near
still drillin' with nines with no buttons, man, y'all niggas basic
I tried somethin' new, bent with two hots and left him on the pavement
Real pavement
just like a napkin
Off the za, I'm so clueless, I don't never know what happened
Like, let me know somethin', tell me what it is
In real life, I'm
chance I get I'ma send you bread
You ain't gotta remind me how to be real, I already know how I play
Look at us now, my nigga, remember when we was
The game 'bout to change, Usher
Whoa, man (y'all are somethin' else)
Yeah
A lotta women
You know they say y'all do it better than us
(And I
feels senseless
Or fly the world in brand new Leer jet
[Chorus]
I ain't tryin' to be your buddy and
Your body I been studyin' (yeah)
And your
Now what sound of my d.j cuts
Terminators back on some ol' fools track
Takes a nation of sellouts to keep us back
Flippin' disco raps used to be
Did time on White Street, did time in D.C
Gucci the O.G., they put me on TV
I'm gutter like B.G., I'm reppin the B.C
The jealous ones envy, got
When you came to my defense
With a knife in the shape of your mouth
In the form of your body, with the wrath of a god
Oh, you stood by me, belief
When you came to my defense
With a knife in the shape of your mouth
In the form of your body, with the wrath of a god
Oh, you stood by me, belief
all alone by the fire
And I sat by myself and cried
So I said to myself I need you
And I thought that I'd be fine
You were dancin' with someone else now
and soul
are you believing beyond your seeing eyes
being all you can be enjoying all your miles
souls on your journey during each season
nothing by
The way that you act ain't familiar
It ain't worth all my time to get sick at you
Imma just sip a lil' Wocky for pick me up
I be knocked out I need
eat[01:33.10]Dudes be talkin' real crazy[01:34.40]Till they bitches next to me[01:35.71]I be stuntin', I can get it easy like it's nothin[01:38.20]Viejo in
children bein'
Convicted of a felony
Never had a life stereotype is
What they bred to be momma dead
Daddy prolly somethin' they will never see
The economy
and haunted for real
I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses
I pose with babies breath
Be afraid a place where magic is made
I'll rain
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