Lyrics:
Uh
Uh
Shick
Shick
Jyeooo
We finna win
We finna win
Uh
We finna win just wait on it
467 we stay on it
Shake shake we straight on it
We already
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
the front door
We better go through the back
See, that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
a word, just hummed himself a tune
(Hmmnn huumm hmmn huumm)
(Zoinks!)
No talk is needed, you both know the game
It ain't nothing personal, just business
Makin' both of us targets
So I pull him, tell him on some deep shit
Try to school 'em
We already lost niggas by how we was movin'
We still livin'
But our
of the verb
Every inch of the curb
I'm a hit it, like the lottery baby
Better believe it (please believe it)
Hey, yeah
If it's pimping you wanting (what),
20 bag of scag
Take it all in one go like an arsehole being fucked by a fag
And all my worries get washed away in an instant
Yo as soon as the rush
to avoid Hades
Even if it's by an inch
We're all trying to ascend up to Heaven
But here's a lesson
The Devil already let us in
We're trying to escape even
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
a 25 inch waist) (Oh yeah)
Girl 6, [laughing at a tear] (I'm horny all the time)
Girl 6, I can make it as long as u r near
Passion fanatic u can call
It's late
Maybe three in the am
Man, I was so emerged in my work
I lost track of time
It wouldn't be the first time
Getting in late like this
My
non-stop
You feel me?
Now all I do is to keep it real G
Yeah
You all already know that I never give up
Now I'm making some new friends year by year
Now I'm
that's coming to the end
Caught him slippin', at Simons he tried to get a fit'
It's either
Or baby boy, you can meet the lord
I pray we meet again,
facts, his tracks? Rubbish
I just bought a Zara top
I wanna see something run through it
By the end of 2016
So Large Muslim but not on deen
Then we brought
collecting my fee
With the 48-tracks and the M - I - C
Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea
It's worth eight, but I only paid five point three
of lipstick
Got a shoppin' list for you to run some odds and ends with
It's not a bitch on this earth I can be monogamous with
She's non-existent
Robin
Fool me twice, it's strike three and that's how it's gonna be
Step on my shoes, I'll step on your face wearin' cleats
My Air Max 90's, you can't fuck
a snack
Things were going fine 'til the end of the sixth
When Tiger dropped dead from a heart attack!
No more Lucky Fingers Max – now destitute and broke
No
drama you come with
I swear you on some shit
Whether it's morphine or cocaine
Doja or dog food
They had these marks for Tre and Max
Fuckin' off
on the freeway tryna get home
Pushing it to the max
She can't wait that long
Feel like I'm gonna crash and burn
I hit my last turn
But she already let my hands go
Makin' both of us targets
So I pull him, tell him on some deep shit
Try to school 'em
We already lost niggas by how we was movin'
We still livin'
But our
it again
I'll probably run back and do it again
I don't go to church to fuckin repet
I just tell God show me what's next
Life moves on like the end
pleasure and he'll love every inch of the way
Right up to the end where he's going with you I've already been
But I would never go back there again
If I
instigatin' we gon' hold it dine yea ya'll see
Hate won't ever live as long as me
End of the bullet where the karma be
Why you wanna try to come talk to me
Try
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