Lyrics:
the leader, follow me
They wanna beat me like Rodney
See me like Pac
Have me like OJ doing a 100 in the drop
Railroad me like the Hurricane
But I won't stop,
himself
Stitched by Dapper Dan, oh man with the gun in hand
I leave your blood squirting
No offense, I'll put your face on the chest of a sweatshirt
even try running out
'Cause the 44 mag will leave you're ass by another house
This is Jadakiss
I'm spraying everything I see in my radius
The kid
niggas switch sides
Peeped that envy in they eyes,
I can read between lines just don't lie to me
I swear it took me by surprise
But shit I'm down to cut
I shoot with my gun
I shoot with my gun
I shoot with my gun, I'm shooter number one
Bullets in the clip make the little boys run
You wanna stay
Hey, boys and girls
Trust in truth of the world
We got the guns and the glory
And this bullet comes with a kiss
We got celebrity stories
So get
loud in here
How we in the game and they ain't put a chain on them
Cleaning in that thing and my Sprite don't got a stain on it
Lil Xan fuck
the needle
Rodney callin' for the percs
Boy don't end up on a shirt
Try to play about some work
Me and my niggas go berserk
Ayy, bitch I'm an ape
A lot of food
Cause them little niggas done killed you
In the kitchen like grandma
Put these bitches on stand by
When it come to getting this money
Fuck everything no
the shotties
Lawyer so good paid a fine for a body
Heroin and B-more, crib by the seashore
Car service to the G4 Fila Velour
Piff rolled in the dutch
through'n up, and he bang it till he die
He be flood'n them colors, in every trap he driven by
He got brothers that died, from drive by, homicides
Since
when can take it to the guns
Cops comin then I'm blazin that them,
They wanna put me in the cage here they come,
Mother fuckers don't be playin Wea I'm
to this
Represent my set with this tech on a death wish
Tell em come and test
And the rest it gets hectic
Making you a speck and busters gotta exit
Walking
as thunder clouds
Can't put shit past you if I have to I'll gun you down
I love my siblings but I live like I'm a only child
Cause if they ever come for y'all
Gun by mi side, nuh fraid' ah no boy (ahh ahh')
Yo Matches Lane, Central
When mi die burry me with me gun By me side me nuh fraid ano' boy,
Fraid' ah
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
B.Geezy
It's cool whoa I'm waitin' to see my nigga L.Teezy
No bullshittin' I fuck bitches by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the Expedition
my gun in
Waitin for you to come in
I'm comin with that Bang Bang Bugaloo
Hey stop lookin at me, hater
Or it's gonna be "damn, I ain't look at you"
Now
in the field with the greatness
Now lemme see who mistakes this, now check this
I am legend, Legendary
The street poet, the bar is kinda terry
Feel my
undercover's pulled up quick with they guns to our heads
I looked at Kenny, looked at me, we both thought we was dead
And we ain't never been in this type
Get wit me now come on special delivery
(Well give it to me)
Bad Boy baby special delivery
Aye yo hold up a second this is the remix
So let's
dollars
I could pay for you to go to college
Sometimes a little modest but yo I'm no trick, girl
Collect cash is the motto
Ya'll quick fast tryna come up in
While I'm surrounded by bitches with guns and sex toys
Blind love for money, head, and warm steel
Coke off the boat wrapped in banana peels
Life's so
A GUN IN A HOLSTER/
HEY SEXY THAT'S YA NAME RIGHT/
YOU GOT ME LIKE A ROCKSTAR UP ALL NIGHT/
YOU MUST BE PLAYIN TRYNA COME AT ME LIKE THAT/
BEEN FRIENDS
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