Lyrics:
gone slide
I'm good in yo hood
I got God on my side
Let me tell you a riddle and I bet you can't guess it
How I run up 100 so fast?
I invest it
Cop
remorsal pity
Took the first bus from York to Jersey City
Women and child alone now that's pressure
Moms got to go to work, drop me off by Obesa
Momma,
here to have a good time
That's my plan
So are you down for the ride
Yes, I'm good for the ride
Every sound that got me movin
To the beat
Let your
Gooshie-Gooshie-Mooshie-Mooshie-Bushy- Gushy
I can tell by the way she dance she's gots a good pussy
Yeah, Let me get a glass of that
Puff Puff pass it back
Doggy Dogg with
it, I need it now
That was old, now I got me a profit, I feed the fam
It was cold, man I pull it, I pop it, I leave 'em down
I was broke, now I look
What more you want from me? I beat the odds, so I'm good
Yeah, I'm in the owner box, but still got ties with the hood (yeah)
Why would I listen
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
telling you it must be true I had myself a real good time last night
It must've been just step to ten when she finally got me out of bed
I had a small
That ass bouncing like, oh, oh
I say, it was sunny ah
A lot of women now
She so bad got me pulling all my money out
I'm bout to pick her, out
Got in my car but didn't have no reason
Swear I was drivin' but somethin' else was leadin' me
Lost all track of time, damn
The next thing, you won't
alright, cuz everyday God tell me I'm good
He said he got my back, sit back, relax, because I should
Put me in the front of the line cuz for so long the back
a bad biddie
I got good charisma she say she wanna ride with me
But i get bad thots every time I'm riding witcha
I wish you could slide thru with some
real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggas want to know why: why I fly by
But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like
[Verse 1]
Take a look into my life it's messed up
My sister's on that dope man she stayed geeked up
My baby mamma screamin she don't want me to die
Got
Don't you feel it growing, day by day
People getting ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Oh, we got to let the music play
What
Reciting rhymes to sharpern minds now lets deliver to the masses
[Chorus]
It's been a good long road
Now its time for me to go
I say goodbye, goodbye,
thoughts
Hitlers ain't hiding from their drought
whose niggas got the rules for the rich
Real niggas got no beef on me
Niggas started the routes with
Count it like 1, 2, 3
I just got a paper cut
Stacking all this paper up
Ball like MJ, 2, 3
Every time I hit the city got a couple racks with me yeah
if I want it then I’m coppin
Yeah
Peep the wrist, I got four watches
Yeah
Losing for me ain’t a damn option
Open my bank
I got a check
I got a check
girls on Mystique
I never got hit by a stray
Yeah, I thank God
We ain't play in the street
(Did not)
Now who getting caught up wit Crossfiyah
I told 'em
Can't let a fuck nigga get by like that
Your personality to me no
Me and shawty lo dun teamed up
Put a ring round your finger
Girl you got it going on,
Flashin' this green, shout out to BMP he made this beat
Ain't no love for me so fuck weddin' rings
I don't need no one I need some good peace
I don't smile
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