Lyrics:
triggered by this porcupine prick
But I'm done with this shit
Oh this chick keeps talking slick-click
Done with this shit-yea
Last minute shift like I'm
Done
to wicked ways
Gotta love me, g-o-d no one above me
Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw
From my punch, watch your son and you
Got you shittin in your last
You can't break my image
Uniquely different
By my ways of interest
I stay in the picture
Remain with the sinners
A punk, irresponsible for love
I know
You can't break my image
Uniquely different
By my ways of interest
I stay in the picture
Remain with the sinners
A punk, irresponsible for love
I know
punk muthafuckas!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
See the drug game was always the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred grams bought
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game
told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told
told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told
Nigga this how it flow so fly like an eagle
No sequels no weed but I get love from all the thugs
cause they still my people
I'm dynamic punks panic
the Glock cocked, sucker don't jock me up
Fuck a drive by, nigga take dead aim
Load him up in a frame and
Knock his ass out the game
Boom boom was
look, where we going? yeah
I'm taking over now
Been in the game since 2-3 October now
I'm fucking it up, listen to over now
I'm setting the pace
How they
motherfuckin' ass
[Chorus]
Niggas be muggin' me, Don't show no love for me
Don't playa hate me love tha thug in me
Now when I walk on by, niggas be muggin'
motherfuckin' ass
[Chorus]
Niggas be muggin' me, Don't show no love for me
Don't playa hate me love tha thug in me
Now when I walk on by, niggas be muggin'
a slither, em punks bicker, ma rhymes thicker
Quicker to mash em I fuck it up then I sip liquor
First to bomb, l be the first to leave
I be the first crazy
Ever since I started nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch?
Re evaluate
down, and all around
I just seen about a dozen people walk by me
That just had so much bitch-assness in them, it was ridiculous
Popcorn and sodas
funk for the trunk by this nigga named Kris
See, I ain't into the game
I'm true to the gang
I'm poppin' your thang til the party people swing
Cause
didn't feel so wrong
Then I met some people who seemed to be like me
With their peace and love and desire to being free
So I tie-dyed my shirts, put beads
Phil Connors, here in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania
Murray's Bill-ing early birds, and a punk's kleptomania
Phil-ing a Dex with the presence nobody's
cool when a nigga talk about him when he leave
So I learn that early in the game
If a nigga don't fuck with me, it's cool, it's fine
You know what I'm
had the game locked down,
White green yellow brown,
Shit ain't even matter now/
Kept a pistol in the box riding round town,
Selling work, wit my shit
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
Flow game sick
Top boss of bosses
Right now yall lames like trains on a track
Yall falling off it
Its quite a view like ya lady cheeks
And punk im
Fresh
We here
D.C. stand up
Let's go
Check
Going hard with the wrist on a punk ass bitch
Been draining these fucking shots like Jordan in Game six
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