Lyrics:
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
Be cautious when the day ends
Fuck around get caved in
If there's green then I'm staying
Flooded at the brain
Cluttered by mistake
Sitting on a curb
bitch
She some big ass, big boobs
I had to turn around and tell her, big dab
Big dab
If I fuck around, bitch, you ain't nothing
Big dab
I got smoke
harder, be a ladies man
Trynna do what you say I can't
Give a fuck who you think I am
Aren't we are who we are
We fall by default
My plans to the stars
Hey
sick of him
Now you've been waiting for
The perfect time to run, you've left your backpack by the door
And every time you fall asleep at night you have
I want you to be the way I want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape, something sticky for security wrapped tight around
and that's one account
Same niggas ain't around yeah
Head up when I was down yeah
Smiling when I could frown yeah
I can't have smoke with no clowns yeah
Trying
An eye for an eye and you think you'll survive
The blood has been shed and the wounds are to deep
The tears will not fall but them triggers will squeeze
Hennessey
Got another homeboy in your tale
Girl, if you lie, you know I can tell
Girl, I know you been fucking around with me
I smoke a lot just blur your
Father itching for a feen
Would my friends know what I mean
If I smoke on the lean
While living so much in between
I grew up damaged as a teen
Yet I take
the last mutha*ucka that doubted me.
By my side when I'm serving out these pounds.
Nice and quiet cause they know that your around.
My guttabitch always keep
the one some think is great?
I'm that one (son of a gun!)
Drivin' by wavin' my fist
Makin' 'em mad when I'm goin' like this
Top gun, never on the run
low cus you know you in trouble
Fall back or fall in it nigga 516
And if niggas want smoke I'm a light yo spliff
Better hide yo bitch
If she find me
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
by the case
Tipping bills in different language
Status seaker high achiever
I can't fall in love with a no goal boy
Status seaker dream believer
You
the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I hear them, they whistling, that was a close call
Stand up nigga so I won't fall
My teacher told me I would
rich
Flip scripts and pay the click
And hit'em with the bang bang boogie and all
Stand tall we can't fall cause it's time to ball
So holla ladies if
an evening
These are horrible nights, so just go smoke outside
We’ll find a way out
In the backseat
In the front yard
By the front porch
Or the garage
Around
Im in O'ahu I'm out here with Mellow, ayy let me hit that, ayy, let me hit that, said
You want smoke, I don't got time for the diss tracks, yeah, my
King James Bible, AKs leave them down
Frank and Burr, they don't want the smoke, Tataroma, Iowas
They ain't got a home, so they roam around
They
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
constellation
Never been so far on collision with Morning star
Dance around the flame and smoke
Esperia, crazy Esperia
Spin around this mass of dust
Esperia,
it real with you
And I know, I might fuck around and fall in love with you
Fuck around and fall in love with you
Fuck around and fall in love with you
yea you know, I go by Laid Back Macaroni
They're so phony, ain't that funny a few just cloned me
But they got that old me
They fuck with a nigga like me
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