Lyrics:
posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov
Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off
Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
And where
on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me
Look, God, it's the same me
And I basically know now, we get racially profiled (throw your hands up high)
Cuffed up
it
Land taken by forced enslavement
Renamed and paved with hatred
This bitch has been blatantly racist
Our hands up, you still shoot
We can't breathe.
Get your damn hands up
Get your damn hands up
That's the anthem, y'all got to feel me
Get your damn hands up
Get your damn hands up
That's
hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin' mad
What? Yeah yeah, so!
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream
Any Many Mini Mo
Dog, I'm a lion I might,
Catch a tiger by his toe
And I ain't lying
Nigga, if you balling let it show
Sexy ladies let us know
now a Nigga fed up (yeah)
And I promised ill lead by example (promise)
I drop fiend for it cus they Needed a sample (Fiend for it)
Now they fiending
forget me it's, by my side
Ye-yeah ye-yeah ye-yeah, by my side (ooh)
The murder capital mo' mayhem, yes it's thriller
Put four in your head, have you
no payment plans its full purse-full
Hey ladies, can I get a witness?
Tell 'em what they dealing with
Throw your hands in the air (big business)
move and imma bust em
i'm sleeping on the floor with my nines by the door
war ain't fair it's war
frontline, mutherfucka
mos(talking):
u can never
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
Been stacking like frito lay, two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H, run it
on the show come on lets take, man shit if you can say skeet on the radio, you know what's so dope about skeet, white people don't know what it means yet, when
Yeah
It's your boy KJ
Evolution
It's about time I tell
The whole world
About my testimony
New beat, new world
From above
New beat, new world
From
mouth makes me starving for some kisses
And it'll never be enough
It'll never be enough
You locked me in your prison
I wanna stay and get overwhelmed by
Too hard to hold, ride it
Too wet to touch, don't try it, slide in
Inch by a mile, take it with a smile
Bind to defiling, when you
Say it's child's
On everything I love, It's We The Best Music
It's We The Best over everything
Get money, mo' money
Every time we come around
Doors goin' up, panties
flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
no mo
The Money fit me well it's tailored it was made for me
I had to change the way I think and upgrade my circle
I put digits over Feelings I'm
We Can Get Over)(Its Not Over)
Everybody lift your hands lift your hands
(United We Can Get Over)(Its Not Over)
Lift your spirits high
(United We Can
on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me
Look, God, it's the same me
And I basically know now, we get racially profiled (throw your hands up high)
Cuffed up
since
12 or whatever
Can I get bail or will I motherfuck myself?
Well I'm off to The Land with
A hand full of balls, that's all
Just some of my dogs Mo
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