Lyrics:
made it
Been a long time in the game
But we stayed to make it
Hear these lies all the time
Yeah the people hate us
Try to bring us down
But they
shit I pop shit because I can
Boss bitch shit I pop shit don't need no man
On my line my hotline cost em' ten dimes by the minute
That nigga bargain i'm
by City Hall found that London
Has seen an increase of 71%
In victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
realize that IM THE FINAL BOSS CHAN
Hope to take it, to make it
But I'm not one to fake it
Over bake it, then rake it
Thats how my bread do
Comin first
hitch-hiker be
How late would man A be
In arriving at the office by 9:30 a.m.?
If he still had 6 miles to travel
And his watch was running 23 minutes slow
tremendous pain, you get your frame inflamed
Crushed to dust, by the next man's clutch
It's Infamous you fucks, intense bad luck
Stand strong on our two
Sensei, I hate you
They gon' fuck with this one, Will
F-bee, gang, gang, gang
These niggas keep stealin' the swag
It's gettin' ridiculous
I ball in
bitch dat gets money by any means
Dats gone stand fa sum, won't fall fa anything
I hate a bitch dats always suckin an Fuckin
But ain't got nun in da
Yeah
Look
Take a lil minute
Just to roll one and hit it (huh)
Find a lil spot
Outskirts no limit (huh)
Flame to the game
Talkin' tithes I give it
bodies ridin on twos and fours
boss hogg and slammin big body doors
old school box chevys and lacs 88's with the room in the back
so wathcu swangin in
Yeah, yeah
Fuck all these niggaz
You know what I'm talkin' about Wino
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Two minutes and twenty-one seconds of funk
and I ain't no punk
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry (Wait a minute I know this)
Each time (What you did this)
Walk on by (Oh ho you know what
on the big white telephone,
I'll be back in a minute." Two hours later, poor bloke he was green. I got up, I felt terrible, I says "Yeah,
what's the matter
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Wait a minute baby
Wait a minute baby
Two strokes to the right
(Yeah we surrounded by them yeah)
(We surrounded by the we surrounded by the aye)
On the beach we surrounded by them bad bitches (by them bad
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
me, n***a that's how I'm coming
Hate when they say I'm they family, brother or cuzzo or kinfolk
Whatever they call it
Ice on my neck got me slipping
new me, nigga that's how I'm coming
Hate when they say I'm they family, brother or cousin or kinfolk, whatever they call it
Ice on my neck got me
came up from the bottom so I had to boss up yeah
I know they gone miss me at my home town
I just had to boss up with my own time
I know they gone miss
melanated man, woman, or child is safe from we must protect ourselves our woman and our children by any means necessary it's time to stand up
verse1: they
three, two got got
I didn't think much of it
My mind was on the profit
Through five years working with Tommy
I realised that that life just wasn't for me
I
Danny the minute I
Drive by, in the ride like BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
Homicide I hit your homies side then the driver die
To SOON SOON SOON
Fuck em is
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