Lyrics:
scared of me
When I was 19
It was just me n mama
The vision got clear to me
But By time I was 20
I was back hot in the booth
Then some bitches got weird
through the 'jects, pump to your chin while you naked
I'm respected by the OGs, the gangstas, and parolees
That smoke the K2, they don't blow trees
But
featuring Sadat X
[Kool] Yo Sadat whassup?
[S.X.] Yo I'm right here
[Kool] I got these two girls
They ready to roll up
Partyin' like a motherfucker now, all night
But, uh, simple as fact
I been wantin' to serve your whole fuckin' crew (wassup?)
Now whatchu wanna do? (Hmm,
out
Broke motherfuckers don't carry no clout
The hood that I'm from is where I proved my name
And the streets where I live is where I got my fame
Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like a motherfuckin jet
Fuck a 9
Proper ass amps ??? Alpine
Put the coke on the dash roll a dollar do a line
Pump RBL maybe 1,2,3
Or the funky shit by the I.M.P.
Now I'm high like
a mouth full of dots
Serving the fiends outside by the shops
With the .38 by the side of my crotch
The feds wanted my whole crew locked up
Either that
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
the ball
You'll be like "why me?"
Trust me cuz, one by one
I'll make all six of them whitey
Man's got Japanese and Chinese
Don't try tell me about shinies
& I'll buy you better bags
Be your weatherman
Get it how you live
You people moving to slow
Look
All gas no brakes
Flying down a smooth road
Bro ran up
infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the shogun was scared of him
Maybe
TakeitBackv2
Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
On Me
BRILL feat. Keely Ferguson
(Produced by: csar)
(BRILL)
First I get one drink, maybe buy two,
Sip the third drink, fourth one's on you,
Drink
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
brain ground beef since he macho
Switch on the glock got him ducking his taco
Come by the trap get you 2 for the 20
Run up and get smoked like a gar since
the killers kill all day till the day
And the Lord takes they life
Murder me two mo who ride
Back to the chop shop booyah
Where the playas play all day everyday
praying for the case to drop
You were praying to drop panties
We two people cut from different cloths
Drip in different fabrics
Shop out in Rome and Milan
the endz
Got the tones and blends textures too
Yh i layer chains on my coogie crew
In and out unless i'm rolling stude
Yh the loner girls always been my mood
I wasn't proud of the way that it's set up
Live by the code and we laid to the letter
Tryna take over your stereo that is my latest endeavour
I got
by you
Know it's going down you come inside my room and
I need all my bitches with me five times two
It's a lot of niggas moving, it's like they don't
and the ring in a slow exhale
Two weeks went by, got a box in the mail
In the box was a bullet made of gold
Melted down from the ring, recast with two rings
I look in the- Hold on
Part 2: Hakai
Prophecy fulfilled
An addiction to the thrill was overshadowed
By my constant inability to feel
Had a convo
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