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Ataya with asresre everyday
Ataya dabiaa nkoso coming my way
Ataya with stress
ataya with the coins 3Mo ni akwan debia aden me do by day
Naka
cycle. Stop the hate for the colour of ones skin
Freedom is vital to end this religious killing
cycle. Stop the hate for the religion that ones in.
up on him, bye lil bro
Sayonara
Nigga I'll be rich by tomorrow
I just need eyes, three guys holdin' up shit like a sign spinner
My niggas in this
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
one
Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My
to his body, 9 in his head
Transgressions paid in full by blood, Lil Red was dead
Street code is the shit that we live by
Transgressions is something that
y to a I
We can 3.14 like we pie
Put that di nigga where that p lie put it together my nigga man he die
See I could be that nigga be that street
on chrome
With three piece suits on dummy phones
Makin transations, conversatin top dollar
Real Live niggas, hustle is a street scholar
Small timers
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
'cause it look live
They gave her forty years in New Orleans, callin me boys
Shorty was young, by three days had a great bid
Light is shinin' beauty
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way...
Twenty-three a gram nigga, let's do the deal
Representin the Stock Family
I don't really care how big you get pussy, you can't handle me
Won't say I'm
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My toes
a freaky little trick puffin dodo sticks
I can live foul as dirt road hicks
I can make three plus two make six
Cut with verbal scrapes and nicks
me
Talk slick to me, E40 style, you hearing me?
Got a green skirt and I bought it off a recipe
Hella p's, hella keys, yellow, purple, red'ly
Put me
three
Letting bullets rain red dripping down his face no worries of a case
He's now faceless he prayed for no pain laid him to rest no mattress
We taught
that he drive
Slick rhyme jive got me buzzin like a beehive
No Fox 5, but them niggas know that we live
They waitin on the music, but I been takin my
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Apparently over here we hang up 3 types of flags
One for the US, one for pride, and one that says you hate blacks
Guess which one these dudes will choose
the hard life...)
[E-40]
I'm so damn disobey'ish, tryin' ta' get by,
Dippin' and dabbin', slick and slide,
Skippin' and skappin', high as a kite,
to the shredded foreskin
Red is torn and they're only bein' fed a portion
Bed sores in sore shins
Pregnant whores can get abortions
Fetish for stickin' metal
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