Lyrics:
I said Why God
Why can I not look you in the eyes God
How come I fall every time I try God
I really need to do this by your side God
Who am I God
you won’t make it
Let's see how far you get before you have to quit
One step two step three step four
Test after test to see if you’re more
Of a Muppet
you feel the vibe? We can ride. Playa hatin' niggas,
you gotsta die, it's only right. It's over with, Bone, better
leave it alone, Mo Thug come
feeling low
You know how to make me feel better
I know that you got me forever
Mama you my number one
Never be another one
Ride or die by my side,
found another girl and she might be right for me
Just talked to her four hours ago and then saw her inside of my dreams
Put my face on the pillow where I
looking for nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to The House of Blues,
-X4-
CHORUS-It's a privilege to fuck this pussy
-X4-
VERSE2-Where is your bitch
Does she know I'm riding you with class
I wanna have two of your
Every minute every hour I tap her..
Sipping in the club..your shawty come and ama freak her..
And if she get more juicy.. Betch she gona turn
couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Hup, 2, 3, 4
Sound off, 3, 4
Hup, 2, 3, 4
Sound off, 3, 4
Hup, 2, 3, 4
Sound off, 3, 4
my body is the drugs in me my nigga and that's the way ima keep rapping that's The way ima be my nigg
Two four five around me dog that's the way i been
by, I got nothing on me
Cause the smoke is already in the air
I am loped up two braids in my hair
All Star with the khaki suit
I'm gonna fuck around
the shell of the hollow who dwell
In the shadows of all who are willing to sell their souls
For this rap game, and it g-g-goes
One, two, three, check-check
in the club
When gon' you come
Bitch, you look me in my eyes and die medusa
Why you acting like you really gon' do some
See hundred bitches like you
Sit down, sit back, and watch the days go by
Are you ever gonna live before you die?
And when things fall apart
The world is coming down
Leave it
and the ring in a slow exhale
Two weeks went by, got a box in the mail
In the box was a bullet made of gold
Melted down from the ring, recast with two rings
The mack might clap when the drama is on
Animal acts, you'll get stalked by the pap
Dead men's shoes, you don't really wanna be inside them clogs
We're
Now I'm stayin' dangerous
Use to have the toolie goin'
You ain't bang for us
Livin' by the gun, nigga
You can die by the gun
End up paralyzed,
Got birds
By the pound
Bricks by the fifth
Zips for the low
You know i got it
Come and get it
1, 2, 3, 4
Cook it up
Crack it up
Whip it up
Then
a couple G's down by the lake
Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight
[Verse 2 - Pimp]
We be 6 deep creepin'
In a Deville sittin' up on D's with
Well them four walls of Raiford, closing in on me
Doin' three to five hard labor, for armed robbery
I had two years behind me, but I could not wait
Well them four walls of Raiford, closing in on me
Doin' three to five hard labor, for armed robbery
I had two years behind, but I could not wait
taggin
Every rhyme gave me the chills, 'cause everything I wrote was real
Now who the fuck thought I'd get me a deal?
I grew up in Philadel, 2-3 to 4
Violators hit the blocks, we hittin' the floors
Y'all ain't caught us slippin', only wasted your ammo
We dips back through, dumps with the 4-4
Hollows come
shit
Take this damn world by the horns
And if that bull, paws the dust, punch it hard in the gut
Take a chance and just weather the storm
Be you or die
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