Lyrics:
it's happenin', another bit by the dog
When there's nothin left to eat, I ate away at my soul
Felt destructive 'cause I don't give a fuck if I go
I
Fuck I started, I don't know the cost and how much time I need
I've forgotten my suit, almost my love, keep on my guitar
Staying focus on keeping safe my
that strong, nigga
Swear that's word to my PO
That lil' chick too expensive for you
I'll take her back like repo
Say, shorty want a pair of red
You don't know what I've been through
You don't know what I've been through nah
We was trapping out of rentals
Shorty wanna up the tempo nah
But I
[Shorty so fine, pussy so fresh
Diced pineapples I just bought my girl a set
I know my lifestyle wild I just do it for the set
She know how to make me
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
I'm different shorty
They adore me
I've never sipped a 40
I'm too sporty
I don't know where it started
Broken hearted
Then I was in the car with
Trayvon
lockjaw
They ain't got nothin' at all, then we gone
Bro', you lookin' at the gods
In sync, don't blink
I'mma make this country fall
Bro', just watch how I
Saying that I'm weak, sorry shorty I don't mean to do this
But I got a new chick and her name is Music
Niggas say I need to stop (brrt)
I'ma be thuggin at sixty-two (gang)
Hit that corner, hit that block (bitch)
My lil' shorty keep that mop (brrt)
Have
Playing Xbox in the trap
Now I'm the one with the thrax
They thought it was rap I don't cap
I speak the truth in the booth
We got blicks in the group
back
My grandma
She grew up in Hungary
And I don't think
She was that poor
But at some point
The war started
And they sent her to
Auschwitz
And she
should do you dog and you could stay living
Don’t worry what i’m doing
Don’t worry what i’m getting
Don’t focus on the loss, i just focus on the winning
I
it
And we gon' hit the Party so let's get it started
Now they call me a man so
Imma do what I can tho
To get myself a lambo
Or any car man fo sho
Just
a half a mil' on cars
With only two accidents
Bitch want some perks
Gave that hoe laxatives
I started stuntin' in the pussy
Forgot my adjectives
Fucked
Shorty lil baddy, make her bones clap, huh, shorty got the fatty I hit on that, huh, shorty Take a dab and I don't call back, intoxicated and I hate
to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped
Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, 'cause I drop, by no means, look
Bitches dyin' like a dope fiend, while
’m liking the ratio
That very moment a phone call from guess who
It never registered shorty already left you
She started giggling I don’t know how
ain't stopped since I started, I don't plan to
I know that I'm the man, won't stop 'till you know I'm the man too
They sayin' that my mind is just
under the benches I started hearin' sirens
I stop firin'
He cut ass like a diamond
Jetted to the cribpiece, what a relief
Stashed the heat then
got me numb
Shorty told me that she hate me, but it really don't mean none
I keep smokin' gasoline until I fuck up both my lungs
I don't play bout lil'
on, 'dewlla! play dat lil' guitar one mo'gin!)
(spoken)
Uh-oh! I smells trubba! he be messin' wit pigmeat heahhh! muthafucker be rejectin' some
.jpg/300px-Guitar_Shorty_(blues_musician).jpg "Guitar Shorty")
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