Lyrics:
Punk, bitch
He's 1-inch small, but he want to talk tall
Trying to fight the law, escorted by a cop car
Love to run your mouth, till I give you
and tried to slide
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Ayy, yo,
everybody want food
For them people that was there
And them people that stood strong by a motherfucker, I got y'all
You know, whatever I could do for
No rap cap, I'm really gang-gang (ayy)
Gotta keep a thang by my thang-thang (no cap)
How you gon' put it on the gang when you don't gangbang? (On
nigga cut, where's my shit, now you get lolli-hopped,
By everybody on the turf,
Oh yeah about that skrilla hell yeah that welfare check is mines
and tried to slide
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Ayy, yo,
[Juicy J]
Why I'm devoted to this game
Where they slang
And they gangbang
North North mayn
Wit them curls and them gold thangs
Lemons wanna step to a playa
(Shoutout Yamaica)
Uh
Real gangsters (grr)
Real gangsters, we been gangsters (beat by Yamaica Productions, baby)
We gon' stay gangsters
No
fool that'll step up)
So follow me into the zone they call panic
Hubs by the dub, but suckers act frantic
Niggas rollin hard, number one on the pop
Crazy
this gang-bang life we lead
You can't hang, nigga die and bleed
Murder won't stop 'til every buster and sucker drop
Fuck the cops, stop me from
fools I paid my dues
I do anything to be cool
It's funny how time flies
In the blink of an eye,
Ya see years of ya life go passin' by
As I try
kolejny powód
By chujowe zwrotki zabrali ze sobą do grobów
Masz tu pięciu typów
I te linie przelewane z popalonych męciu styków
Nie jeden wers pewnie
flying colors
Like a gangbang drive-by
I maintain my fly side, cultivate my grimy one
You can call for help, but you'll be dead by nine one
How we body
trap
Šest, sedm, osm, devět, deset - deset
Říká mi, že by si dala crack, oops
SLS gang, plnej hotel
Holka nechce píchat mě, ale trend
Svlíkni se, čaje,
of the world on shoulder nigga, immerged from the mud i was groomed by the coldest niggas, that ever did you better check my spirits, if it making money how
We're all our brother's keeper
Life can be deep but i guarantee it can get deeper
Like getting stopped by the babbies and getting stripped out your
down by the poolside
Yea my niggas fucking ready every damn day
Strapped with ak's m16
Why these niggas think im playin
Pull out the strap then hit em
prophet I'm the new Amde
I Hamlet these Hamlets over Hamilton ballots by Anthony
While talking intellectually with Anthony
Eating Lo-Rosa nacho cheese
I
gone wipe me down
Shot a gun once course u acting like u got some bodies now
Y'all know my stilo
I spit that crack by the kilo
Used to trap out
leave you real lonely
But I been thinking lately
Niggas wanna gangbang
Sell drugs to maintain
Didn't know about the lifestyle
Now niggas snitching now
they fear
So much so they don't even want you here
It hurt being black today
Not one of them days we smile
It's one where tears shed by the mile
They
puff with all gang
She loves party we pf gang
They copy our style and our slang
You better protect ya neck like wu-tang
Bang-bang, and we gangbang
My
Deep in the night
Led by the starlight
On the seashore
Couple in love
Burning in wish
To get the pleasure
Using insane
Deviations
Shame, Scorn,
Hey, MVP from a VIP when a bitch I see by the seaside sí
Play the CD please, with my real team in, Barna city, on a weekly, then I CBA
Si me mira lo
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