Lyrics:
Money getting was his goal catch em on a flight
While out grittin didn't keep no cheddar on em
For the jackas who was lurking he knew better homie
Had
There was this guy
Who was robbed by a Woman
In a pub
The guy thought if he went to entertain himself outside the capital, the big cities
He would
Ten is on the clock
Fuck I gotta get up
Sneaking out the door
Just to see you more
He cheat, cheat, cheated on me
He lied, lied, lied to me
He touch,
took one in his face
By somebody he knew
Stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped
He got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his
on the people who would kill just to be by you
And beware of those who appear to be dyin' to meet you
Let your therapy be The Bible and let yourself just be
See my hood straight thugged out
You in my hood slippin, nigga you get drugged out
Ya body layin there, but ya spirit is shoved out
On V.L., it's hell
out
(Drugged out) nigga we don't talk
But I'll leave ya somethin' to talk about
(What's that?)
See in my hood, I make the big homies proud
(Right)
It started when we were little kids
Free spirits, but already tormented by our own hands
Given to us by our parents
We got together and wrote
ain't to be held, who could hold me?
Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me
Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely
Like so
Huh, see?
We gotta make a change
We gotta stay focused
Even though its pretty out here
It goes down in Oakland
Let me take you to a place
Called
I'm gone that's regardless
Drive-by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
the peace, im in the zone all by my lonsome, who want some,
touchable by fume, protolome, stop it, a nigga writing this cracka, im
with knife n jackas, i
fry flaggin' hoes out the roof ?
Car down crush ? and fresh paint
Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank
All of my niggas they had a truck load
Firin' up fry flaggin' hoes out the roof
Car down crush bustin' fresh paint
Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank
All of my niggas they had a truck
fry flaggin' hoes out the roof
Car down crush bustin' fresh paint
Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank
All of my niggas they had
A truck load
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie D don't give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my
Verse 1: Bizzy Bone
I'm sending a message to warn you imposters
All hating in my business
When I see you I'm a drop you
Get slugged and get drugged
(It's JP Bangs)
Mm-mm, yeah
I'm standin' on the world's largest capital P
Jumped out like TMZ (on yo' ass)
I put my ring to motherfuckin'
Shotgun, overdose
Drugged out, comatose
Fist fight, knocked out
Dropkick, dropped out
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Death by
Jack-a no trades
Lost up in a cloud
Let myself down
Wanna feel proud
Use'd to be loud
Sound won't come out my mouth
Don't get it what's life about
and the kerosene?
Kids on the Percocet, trippin' on the medicine
Call it like I see ya wit' some drugged up Americans
Everybody's following
Ain't nobody leading
Written by Christo Andriopoulos
Like uh
Out here Tryna get rich quick
Come & f*** with me I'm on that real potent
Baby know the deal it's
plastic
Took the loot that she had stashed in her panty elastic
She got from out my denim, little venom was fast, kid
Try to swindle a nigga by giving me
lots of fans
Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be number one
And liked by everyone
Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They
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