Lyrics:
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
to go and damn near went blind
Young niggas at the pad throwin' up gang signs
Ran in the house and grabbed my clip
With the MAC-10 on the side of my
love her man, I love her man
Quit lying man, I love her man
I gotta marry her man
I'mma marry her
Don't save her she don't wanna be saved
(Ain't nothin
on my wrist, I bust it (bling)
Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (let's go)
Get lost on a bitch, ain't nothin'
I make it jump like I'm Giannis (just
I write strong enough
To stand in front of a travelin' freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
Draggin' the record industry by my
last four Cass'
(forecast) i seen that movie
Wasn't you a part of that Next Day Air cast?
Coincidence, cause my homies will
Shoot ya hype man and next
curmudgeons get bludgeoned with rhymes made for the lovin
Listened to by your mother, your sister and your cousin
Does it rap? It doesn't, I've spit a bakers
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
through the day say, but oh
5 |1 |4 |1 |5 2d7/6 5d7 |
You don't know nothin' about the lonely nites
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Well now night go away please hurry up
tellin' them bitches we hittin'
That's why we don't be tellin' them nothin'
4TF, Only The Family
But Four Pockets Full, but we keep it a hundred
That
and they controlled by the fuckin' money
But, I come from nothin', and for that right reason
I don't give a fuck 'bout goin' back to nothin'
And, it heart
Maybach was way back
Now you got nothin' to show for
(chauffeur) it whatever I want I go get
Paid for, I ain't owin' shit
Drop a check, you in debt
That's
this prejudice has got to go
Life is moving fast it need to slow down
Come and see me when I am in yo town
Practice what we preach before it go down
the major of the paper chase
Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger when it's time to die
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go
Always something missin' when you look a
When you look at bigger pictures
Inspired by the women who let my shots come up missin
This the JR Smith
give a fuck (fuck)
You tryna slide it's nothin'
I see homicide, it's nothin', they said he outside, he stuntin'
It's 4:30 something, he on live, but
ain't nothin' wrong with the radio
She needs a carburetor, a set of plug wires
She's ridin' me around on four bald tires
The wipers don't work
boogie boogie (go ahead baby)
Boogie boogie boogie
[Chorus:]
Get down hit the flo [x4]
Dile ponme la hay que te la voy a partir [x4]
Shake it
go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?
Tell me, what the fuck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, fuck is you mad at?
I never
hammered drink Beam (Beam!)
She likes to leave her boots on, I love to make her scream (scream!)
She's been known to cause brawls, never pays for nothin
Belt Came In Dis Gas Or Wat (gas or wat)
[Verse 3]
He Still Be Alive By Now If He Won't Actin Up (take em out)
Get My Shovel
Get My Rake
Let's Go Ahead
a whole lotta runnin' (runnin')
Eyes in my rearview mirror, I'm on point, won't go for nothin'
Got twenty shots left up in the K, thought I shot the whole
three times
Pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go on and do what you say you can do
With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch
and have an escape. Obie was makin' sure
It was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice?
There's a song about Alice)
Alice came by
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