Lyrics:
There are always two signals in any given "sign."
The first says,"listen up!
I'm gonna say something!!"
The second tells what to do.
The first is
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
seconds go by
Make your life pass by
Now you feel it pass by
Now you feel it pass by
Make another dollar spend
Got to spend it all on rent
Make your life
WE JUST KICKING IT OUT BY THE POOLSIDE CHILLING TAKING IT EASY
TAKE A BREATHE ROLL ANOTHER BLUNT GET FUCKED UP YEAAA
LOOKING OUT INTO THE WORLD
(Yeah)
(Many, many, many)
(Ain't shit funny)
(One take, listen)
I told y'all niggas I gotta get this money
Five fingers gonna collect seven
7th Lennox and what about the east side
El Barrio, we blowin' smoke while we G ride
Washington Heights dime lo tato you know
Todo bien tato capo, uh
V - I - G - I - L - c - N to the C - E
V - I - G - I - L - c - N to the C - E
V - I - G - I - L - c - N to the C - E
If you really want to live
If
to hate you before The g E-Tree.
(So here it is!)
Verse 2
Thumbs for thumbs towards the second door.
Was racing knowin it was my last trip through
miał swoje jestestwo d A7
Wiedział co zrobić by słyszeć „Brawo " d G
Wiedzą swą dzielił się chętnie i żwawo d A7 d d A7 G A7 d
Nie był jedynym błaznem w
Vaughn monroe and his orchestra
Vocal by marilyn duke
G'bye now, g'bye now,
I thought the party was divine.
I spent the evening forgetting
take you to the street and have you fly as can be
cause you aint neva eva eva meet a g like me
neva eva eva meet a g like me
neva eva eva meet a g
I want the p's
I want the green
I got the streams
Get money repeat
Cardiff my g's
Big up the scene
Big up the scene
Uh
I want the p's
I want
three
If the motherfuckers serve tryin to step to a G
Only got love for me and my Doggs
With Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg
Now this
can make it this far I'll make it anywhere
5. Long as I stay aware, Long as I stay prepared
6. Looking up in the sky I see my angels clear
7. Yeah
Twenty four seven three sixty five
Three sixty five three sixty five
Twenty four seven three sixty five
Three sixty five three sixty five
Twenty
noise)
Yeah! (Where you get that thang, man?) (By my side)
When you do somethin' to somebody, um (By my side)
It ain't just you, it's somebody next
eighteen shots, seven shots
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah nigga, yeah
Yeah, (gimme gimme gimme gimme)
Fucker (what)
(Yo it's the) G.O.D. Father Point Three
bout her mindset
Morals dem strong like a bicep
And she’s a hustler just like me
On her grind seven days of the week, she’s a G
And she knows how to make
(yeah)
And all my shooters shootin' .223's 'bout me, Wop
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
down memory lane.
Boy it's a loony where the grass is greener
(1 8 7 ain't shit but a misdemeanor).
I've seen a lot of niggas come up, but few
liking what you seeing
Eight five on the ninety five
You can ride by a nigga side
Double g's double c's
Designer on her seven days a week
Baby know ya
like to get to know?
Slow your roll i can tell
You're tryna take me home
But there are seven things about me
That I think you should know
See there's
and behold, roads that you chose, more out of control than a roll of the dice is
So, I'm reminiscing with some G's when I was hustling just to see
How setting
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