Lyrics:
wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin' player you a punk man
Let me give one of them hoes some of this dope dick
Stop handcuffing that bitch let her
These niggas love to sneak diss, then try to shake hands (uh-uh)
Wanna kill me? Gotta get permission, I'm a made man (I'm a made man)
Last niggas played
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
composure
Since kids on the streets sellin' dope by the police
Now I'ma a soldier muthafucka for the chips
When I dips the trips, GP straight for DP
But
life that
I should be ashamed for
8 hour shifts in the snow, by the same store
Dope fiends bobbin there heads
With a vien tore
Walk with the steel
to
Swallow when everything controlled
By that all mighty dollar
We don't fear God in America
Okay the sun rise from the east
The west marked by the beast
Natra we got London on da Track
Pull up real strong, then the kick gone
Man in control, made a ton off of Bitcoin
Left me in the cold, niggas
to play it right I'm the man up in the seat
Been learning by the books and shaped by the streets
This that old school talk yeah I'm meaning what I say
I'mma
Watch
A Red dot turn on
Man nigga if you lost
Choppa take yo ass home
Gotta wake my ass up, gotta piss, fill a cup, empty mind
Never mind, never think,
vibrant dutty wine hypnotizing
All my bro's chill steady mobbin'
Ain't got a grill money talk man
Carry hundreds in my pocket like a dope man (that's dope
driven just turned to a different vision
Now this road is the bridge to all of my dreams
Malcolm X, I’ll get it by any means
My one bedroom feel like I’m
on the low
Come make we move to the African doe
Join everybody and say afro love is dope
Baby girl just get up and arrest me
Bad man sipping on that ciroc
thought it was dope but I rerock the soap
Trap star rockstar I gave em hope
When it came to you gave you all that I had
All for your love man I really went
the crack man
Or robbing
Like I got adopted by batman
I chose the stoop
Cause it's what I got left on
They tucked me under the pillow
Cause I was slept
You bad like
You sexy as fuck nah mean
What?
Nah you aint single by choice
You single because of your choices
Lets chop one time
Ya body right, yeah
man, it gots to move on
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spoke, now these
man, it gots to move on
Switched from Motorola to a PrimeCo phone
Broke in two chrome, now you know no dope pigeon
Used to count my spoke, now these
and bounced back
Filled the gash in my skull with dope rhymes and boom bap
I walk the asphalt of the last Los Angeles land
Not to be conquered by the white
the streets hot
Niggas pray I let the beat drop
You would think we wearing white hoods
Hanging niggas by the treetops
30 man army don't find us alarming we
pull up
On yo' man anyway
I will fight when I pull up
And I'm running up the paint
Keep telling me there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell
and all that, uh, nasty stuff
Ohh- oh, "Super Police"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that one
That one
Uh, it's a dope song, by the way
As you have told me to say
I
the scene for a long stretch
Took some time to grow my team made some progress
Then I started time to change, got inspired by the pain
It was time to break
on dope
A generation of obscenities
We have lost our faith in our own creativity
What is evil, but good
Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst?
I die for real murdered by my right hand man
Or prosecuted by the white man's hand
I don't think I'm living to die, but I'm dying to live up under
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