Lyrics:
[Peedi Crakk]
It's not a game I'm from Philly
Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly
Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs
People
You probably already know this in your heart: diamonds and diamond engagement rings are b*llshit. You might not know why, and you might not be able
So wave in the building you kno that
I’m killin beats till I get old
I Neva do what I’m told
She kno I’m hot she wan fuck wit a gun
I said I got sour
deserve a ring?
Never fall in love when that shit is just a fling
As matter of fact ain't planning on falling in love again
Wanna get close? Gotta be my
in your face, quick get a tatse
Nigga I ride high, drive high, fly high, sky high, high high I'm high
So high, so fly, float by, oh why, oh my, and I
nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away
juice to fill up... a couple cups, and I'm thirsty as ever
Come help a n**ga out
In public I take looks around
That panty line is what ima lick around...
himself
Stitched by Dapper Dan, oh man with the gun in hand
I leave your blood squirting
No offense, I'll put your face on the chest of a sweatshirt
the same)
Even if you think it's all in vain
'Cause now you're turning her into a rose
Into a rose, into a rose, oh-oh
Into a rose, into a rose, into
thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I told you
Hop in another one nigga
Get
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
I listened to "Patience" by Guns N Roses
Nothing's forever I forecast then foreclose
An illusion what I'm
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines so
I got
thinkin' they shot
When you thinkin' of da best, n****
Think of The Lox
I'll cut ya f***in' hand off if ya pinky ring's hot
Then come through ya block in
to where he keeps his trophies
He knows if he gets caught he won't just end up in county
I gotta get rid of the gun, I can't have this type of dirt sitting
sh*t so potent, mind is open purple roses
Caught upon Orion's belt in the middle of some palm trees
Underneath the moon and stars
Bad bitch on my side,
soft
And I'm the black hearse that came
To haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas
If you want a war, get
I seen the whole world turn into a war zone (what?)
Ain't no love in the city keep your vest on (that right)
Guns 'n Roses, "Welcome to the Jungle"
name (by any name)
A rose by any name
Smoking cigarettes in bed
All the same, what will they get?
In the streets they'll never know
Mysteries will never
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
get it done
If you’re living like me
Know there ain’t a lotta time for fun
When ya 9 years old
You gon’ load ya first gun
At 13, you gon’ hear da siren
so bad, but they don't wanna get up with me
That n***a, he so sick, broski took his fuckin' 50
We catch him, we gon' kill him, bitch, we active in
a crook but i live by a code
If i do dirt do that shit on my own
And if i get caught gotta walk it alone
You do not live what you talk in yo songs
You
****z can't be this stupid
It's gun talk, n****z better get used to it
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Blackchild]
I don't' care if you're a criminal or a cop,
an a-hole, AK holes
Think face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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