Lyrics:
power
My niggas big Benz mansions, pussy by the hour
Knocking down your towers, Knocking out them cowards
That's why I see hate in your eyes
Despise
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
[repeat]
[Verse Two]
Queens shit, give me cream so I can grab my dick
Sew that shit, what the fuck y'all niggas workin with?
Backwards, ass-jerk, jumpin up
crew
Half a them lose limbs, cause they longing to use
Ratchets and do things that could kill when accrued
Stuck in the blues…
I gotta heal with
grooving shorty said she bout to lose it
Honestly, I ain't seen nothing like you in all my days
I couldn't be without you honestly
Shot me from out the sky
done pissed off my crew
What y'all gone do
Look nigga you better put a zip on yo trap
Or you will get trapped
When I creep through tha black in
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
infrared nigga, dead eye
Aimin' at the sky's limit, jumpin' in, we all in it
The good life, tryin'' ta live it
Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz
the last to think
My hands seen more fuckin' dirt than bathroom sinks
Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one bites
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
thinking bout you
Why are you just on my mind?
I got all my feelings out, nothing behind
Need to start spitting more before I lose my mind
Too late, I went
Young Mula Crew
And we got them bitches like 2 live crew
How do I do? That do I do like finger rays
Trust me I have seen the days when
The sun would burn
I testify when they ask me ta speak
I said that only Lord knows two rants to praise the Lord
(Nah)
I think it's bout time we'd shine (shine)
got my name on em
And the nigga still livin'
Spend a condo in the club
One bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles
For the whole crew, thanks
hundred into two
Bet a band my competition lose
Let me give you some fundamental proof
We a different kind of animal, I'm the jungle they the zoo
We live by
never lose
I don't mind being by myself, but I'd rather be with my crew
Or in the stude, or with my family
Only child but I am grown so I gotta take care
gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all that
Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they'll
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
My mind flooded like a
Fucking swimming pool is
Went back in the house
Raided my mom's refrigerator
But everybody's on a diet and
My stomach ain't
I feel like I could a nigga ho if I want
I feel like just getting it how I live
I feel like respect my mind lemme feel how I feel
You fuck with
me let my crew know we bout to break out
Flip, Star, Web, Dukwon Allah, and the Boy Scout
My man Black Missin, son whylin with the shorty flippin
solve em
Jack a stay plottin watchin ur every move
n the minute u snooxe will be the minute u lose, dude
das the rules so i jcruise wit the 2's
to fix
it
Paper chasing day to day I live and die for it
I got too much on my mind
I can’t be stressing bout no fuckery
I can’t be worried bout no bitch I
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