Lyrics:
then I'll gun ya down
I'll stop pulling off heists when I'm dead
Never was bothered much by a price of my head
Because I love the chase
Whether I escape
the fools kept steppin
jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play (play)
pumpin new shit by
needles through the hay
Every verse that I lay, causes minds to elevate
Conscious is born anew I see it on ya face
Now shake ya ass bob ya head wave ya
on roof,
Even once had a job pourin tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no fasad it's da truth,
So now when I menage and get massaged it's da proof.
gon' get you, .50 shootin' like whistles
All I gotta do is whisper, karma gon' get ya
Bullets gon' hit ya, banana split ya
You want attention, it's
rank lady
I gotta go, grab ya coat, bitch you ain't crazy
I speed off, gainin and rushin, and bend her over somethin
And I'm pumpin, devyin till the macs
rank lady
I gotta go, grab ya coat, bitch you ain't crazy
I speed off, gainin and rushin, and bend her over somethin
And I'm pumpin, devyin till the macs
headphones pumpin' that Cherchez LaGhost (Yeah)
My eyes all red from the garlic I smoked (Smooth)
I move, grabbin' her by her waist, I'm kissin' her cheek
Zaytoven bang, bang, bang bang
All this weed I smoke I think I'm Bob Marley
(Dope)
I got a ounce in the motherfuckin' party (Oh)
Baby, please don't
It’s the number one smoker
Top Gun with the fire
Blowin on that kush so you
Know I get ya higher
Roll it up, light it up, pass it to kin folk
Everybody
now
Thinkin life is a game on a playground
Now ya betta go find ya way out
VERSE 2
Do you really wanna get bogged down
And a get tossed down wit
WhoRidas, Tha Alkaholiks
Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a picklock
With the master key, but the master key be me
I assign chop
Fo-sho shots get dropped and popped just like a picklock
With the master key, but the master key be me
I assign chop from hot, like a cold
Barbeque with weed and brew is how we usually do it
Get it dumpin while we pumpin up some good music
Can't afford to lose it, hobbied to a full-time job
rila mihloti
I blow by blow ni khome tihosi
Lexa ka Bila madoda xi nghozi
Ni chongola Joni ni wa hi xikosi
Vo tala va sala va ni vitana boti
Ni ba
clown
Get smacked down
By the fucking 4-pound
In your dome
Hit you with the nick-plate chrome
Queensbridge that's my motherfucking home
Off the top
I'm hearin' piff while I'm sniffin' the eggnog
Pumpin' my *** and I'm whippin' the best cars
That's 'cause we get dough
So this year mommy Benz with
snatchin soul right
Right outta ya body
Said her name was Harley
Rollin on bob Marley
Pass me dem raw cones please
We makin it party
Groovin in ya
hear it
At least you can brag to ya friends back at the gig"
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib
Big brother was
hear it
At least you can brag to ya friends back at the gig"
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib
Big brother was
come around with a blade for ya
God told me I'm made for ya, and you know my body, hold me down like Bob and Rowdy, I'm glad that you not a Thottie
I'd
you was Mary ?
Hateration in ya heart pumpin flatlines
Z y causing mad problems near ya backside
Worldwide,need the globe to chill n get high
Got it
that be by lookin like everyday people
Tryin to get up in my mindframe, stop me from doing my thang
See if I was a killa, y'all would hear my
for the hunting
Of goodwill, like he don't know you're coming
He hear ya groan and grunting
And you'll get blown to nothing
If ya don't do something
I
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