Lyrics:
the worst {What about dem po po's}
I wanna put em in a hearse
They took me to jail wit 2 keys in my back trunk
Fresh out the county still smellin like about
first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read
niggas be the best of friends
And fall out over pussy and wanna dead they man
One of my niggas in the grave the other one in the pen
She fucking my enemies
How are you stoppin' us? They is not toppin' us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money
on
It ain't no blood, but that's my brother
Yeah, I swear that we the same kind
Got two new hoes, they be watching me at the same time
Quick to send her
too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine
could just Stuff it in A white wall
Bitch I come clean like lysol
N****s don't love you they wanna Get next to you
Bitches ain't shit don't put pussy
And then I'll eat it up and feed it
To your children while they scream a bunch
"Please, Mister, don't make me eat this
I just wanna leave" shush!
Michael
(Verse 2)
Yo
This nigga struggling to be the better man
Why fuck around with a tech milla meter
When you know the nigga is a clever brand
Naw, I ain't
gon' rule like me
Keep it true like me, Cole you might be
Like the new Ice Cube, meets the new Ice-T
Meets 2 Live Crew, meets the new Spike Lee
Meets
you wanna see me then you gotta pay me
Why she wanna hate me
This that same B
Shawty blow my dick like a flute
I messs up on the flute sound but let's
be on the block like a hustler
Guns with the mufflers
D's put the cuffs on us
He's an MC and these streets put they trust in us
[KRS-One]
Yeah Joey
glock this a XD, You can get hit in yo chest piece
Imma get a bag by next week, Thumbing through the check it's blue cheese
Too many hoes they groupies,
ways people feel legit
Talking shit to feel better ‘bout how they really live
Awkward if you feel tethered to honest dealings. It’s
Hard to give two
don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirits all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right, give it
a Clart, it's great to be me
Get with us, be one of the GLC
'Cos you knows it's us that you wanna be
Our crew is growing nearly every fcuking day
So get with
bitch in the hotel
When I reach back she riding on my coattail
Damn they fuckin with the kid (Aye)
Fuckin with the way I live (Aye)
Dev next up on the map
who sit in charge
Got to keep it clean like suds be
Or they going to do me dirty like Cosbys
Not Bill, but the ones that cannot be
I be squinting
stamina's working
Bbk will live forever, real friends don't die, they live together
Talking bars, we bring the pepper
Man wanna meet better bring
cut me clean in half
Cuz even if they think I'm gone, I'll come back like "hehe", laughin
It's 2:32am
Hit you with two 32s, just let me do what I do
never too much love
Too much is not enough
Let's live it up
Let's live it up
There should be nobody sitting
Wanna tear the roof down
Put your palms up if
Believe it you gonna lie
Believe it you gonna ride
By the words that we speak
You gonna live or die
Like it's time for the real ones to step it up
Like
can't tell me what to do
Had to get her off of face time
She was fucking up my cool
In the booth
I act a fool
By myself
I'm rolling two
Doing what i'm
treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys
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