Lyrics:
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
ki's
Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me dead
Since you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head
Just like E-40, nigga, I be
money to the drug dealers
Dump slugs on all y'all piggies, that club nigga
And big dicks is why you white bitches love niggas
A black warrior,
by
The climate crisis, killing our planet one generation at a time
The patriarchy the people who brought you
Hundreds of thousands of untested rape
soldier
Forty calibers and doja, what keep makin holes
Nationwide exposure, for me and my brethren
For Fiend to bust'em, leavin' my enemies bleedin'
(JT on the track again)
As a matter fact, pulled up with extra ammo
(Samy made this shit)
Stopped by the store, me and my loc, like get a pack
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
[E-40] Charlie Hust`, Busta Bust`, let`s do it
[Busta]
Hehehehe, Flipmode, Sic-Wid-It
You know what`s best for you, you better get widdit
Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember
By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your
the forty cop
Chorus (2x)
Verse three
Some niggaz, kinda of coke
Scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you
Plexey glass, so I send my pretty
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
and the pump
You turn the page on the newspaper, see my face in the front
I lock it down for all my niggas that still caged in the dump
So if I come, nigga, just
brain bust shit
They be in the van licking on some bang bus shit
I aim, busy, dip
We ain’t wanting round for 12 nigga
Rather be carried by six then
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
buy if your money in discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion
We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain
Still the same,
your money in discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion
We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain
Still the same, just
a gangsta but I see a lick First time clickin', I ain't been flinched
E4, what what you did for your brother? He kept dissing, now he got another
40 start
never turned down nothing
We can dump or we gon' throw hands
I touched a big bag
I couldn't hold the shit with both hands
The Percs have me moving slow
us you can't hang
cause were something like a two man gang
start some shit is what we do best
scared by the suckaz say fuck the rest
so yo Eazy bust it
Nola HotBoy Haha
Nigga ridin round in a trackhawk with the K
Hit a nigga mama with that 40 if he don't pay
Nola got the drugs in a U-Haul upstate
I don't
E-40 and The Click wid it
He sucker MC better know about it
I make your girlfriend hoe about it
I make a muh'fucka know about it;
somebody better
Im swervin' in and out of traffic
Big forty on my lap
I will blast it
Hit my bro up
Now you gone
That shit magic
Pack come in, bus it down
We
sunny
Slang slides slashes for him plan record upon the Lord
Confuse you like a forty-eight track mixboard
Milli phaser blast a hole in your
me, nigga couldn't touch me if he snuff me
So bust me, you're gonna have to, cause I'mma blast you
My lyrical like a miracle, ill spiritual
I'm born
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