Lyrics:
the roof gone
A nigga got a problem, blaka-blaka, then we move on (blap)
Tell 'em hold that
If you looking for liquor, better lick up
My liquor zing
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the soulful records that are tasteful
Last night the DJ saved my life
'Cause
and we'd drink applejack that old AppleJack had made
Then he'd take his banjo down then he'd ask me if I'd sing
And he would play the banjo and I'd play my
a millionaire
Be a millionaire be a be a millionaire
I don't play no games, I don't play no games
See when I'm in that thang, when I'm in that thang
Come
guarantee this
Joseph's brothers said, By Allah, indeed you know that we have not come to make mischief
In the land, and we are not thieves
Joseph's men
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
and the A
Put the hatin' away
Oh, Joey is back
And we been waitin' to play
Trigga finga waitin' to spray
Leavin' you punctured
'Coz you don't wanna see
Trill
kill it
Loose pussy on my dick, should I kill it? never! yes
[michel'le]
See back in the day when we used to play
You wanted to be with me [that
play with me, play with me
You wanna talk shit about how I got five kids and two baby dads
You tell me something that I already know and you really
the coaches but play like the OG
That's why we the best in the league
Breakin' pelvis, knockin' off helmets
What happen when you face the winnin' team
play
Billions on my mind
I’ll have that by thirty-five
You look like
You might have died twice
I feel too alive yikes
Fell into the trap of growing up
the niggas that's dying
I know the niggas that did it
I know the niggas that's solid
You know the niggas that's snitching
I ain't gone play with you niggas
and play to the sound
We got friends around
Don’t be fooled by the groove
When we dance
When we move
Play on, play on, play on, play on, play on
(Ready
by (that's what we live by)
If it's unconditional then it's likewise
Ain't no fair way to play it, but carry that Kada
Or carry your partner, yeah
up, eyes low
Blowing on that hydro and that's how the the story goes
A good day on the strip with no 5-0
I still got the mess in my room by tornadoes
played to play that
Bullshit over and over and over, and when
I say that bullshit on me, what
I'm saying is: We love Drake
Drake is great he a great artist
to
We some real life bosses got 'em looking at you
We grind hard to play harder
We touch the stars that's what they call us
We grind hard to buy
The baddest Bobbysoxer that you ever seen
Reppin' my team
We real all the time, so my squad keen, bing
Dave, it's me Sinatra and my boy Dean
The way we
play a part
Sometimes in this life I feel like there is no escape
But there is, that's why we gotta try to live it day by day
Traversing through this
Yeah
A chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's
Man it’s obvious that thats the clique
Like a metronome, we be making hits
Like Weezy back in '06
Know I been a rebel like Ole Miss
Marcus making plays
Warriors, come out to play
Way too many efforts that gotta pay
Warriors, go out and pray
Won't force a brother to f*cking stay
French inhale, blow
to
We some real life bosses got 'em looking at you
We grind hard to play harder
We touch the stars that's what they call us
We grind hard to buy
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