Lyrics:
Come get hired, few goons ride the five
Keep that 4 5, they go spray about, 5
We gon' drive, 4 wheel drive in the middle of the night
Kill dreams, call
dummy brick, I compressed it together
Before he came already had a tester together
Think you gon' get one up on me? Never
I up the gun on whoever
My best
bi gün kafama baret yerine taç taksam
Tüm yoksul geçmişimi o gün arkamda bıraksam
Ben de bu hayatı yaşamak için doğan bi kulsam
Üçyüz altmış dördü alın
a little confused – thinks I'm inspired by hierarchy
Now this wasn't my plans – at least it wasn't entirely
Now I got things to do. I'm sorry you hired me
If
boring and boozing
I wind you up, your alarm keeps snoozing
Made it easy, I guess your'e stupid
Way too elite to be caught by your cupid
Sorry cupid
But
living cutting slack to
All the people kept his palms well-greased
He bought the chateau bunga bunga by the
Beach to lure the rich high-fliers
Installed
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
that ain't yours
You ain't never blow your gun
Cleaned blood off a stained floor
Yeah, you might be holdin' one
But we ain't on the same course
I'm
royal army I'm gonna stand and fight
Pour my wars out basins
My gates is filled with live grazes
Live and die for the king
Escaping hells faces
Get you right up close near it
Possessed by the Eazy-E spirit
Ice-T set the limit
And niggas won't cross this line
suicide - and niggas won't cross
Great DEMON
Then to the I-firing-hot-iron, retiring with a lion with a tire iron before I get finished being hired now Im in the position
get finished being hired now Im in the position hiring-slyly-speaking that shitey. flying solo like an OG playing marco polo slammed down like a fell
Put a gun to my head
I've been tryna kill myself
Feeling empty I just need somebody by my side
Lucid dreamin everything just feel like e no nice
Ain't
down, yeah
Big guns, no noise, small guns, but they loud, yeah
AK's, MK's, SK's, okay
Pin drop, locate your place, drive by
I'm thinkin' drive by
dim sum wit a bad bitch
You know me well
Ben Kenobe, homie
Covered by the holy veil
Once upon a time there was a boy born in the snow
Ice on his wings
shit's screamin' like that group onyx
But hey, i'm the man that'll bust that ass open
When i was young me bb gun even has a scope so...
Hook
King tee:
Don't fuck with us, you don't want none
Don't trust no one, so we brought guns
Know guns'll bust when the squad come
No bumpin' gums, we don't talk
mean a damn thang
Remi ended up runnin off with martin
He was wanted for arson for startin fires in carson
So johnnie hired a gun named rum, and paid him
see how i de ben sikin
I'm not a God, not a King
Got my arm in a sling
Like David ready to swing
E go ting a ling a ling add a dong to the ding
Now
some pussy
Alex offered up that cock
Never even got the rock
And always cash in with the sock
A, A, A, A, A
A, A, A, A, B, C, D, E, F, G
From the west
hospitals
Get with brothas down for the cause givin it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings
down for the cause givin' it all they got
But every brother ain't a brother (word), fuck around and get shot
By these black kings that pack gatlings
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
be hired cuz you're looking overqualified with no CV
Believe me the ex-girl got fired cuz she ain't got your arsenal
And you gun the target You're
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