Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
Live by the gun, I'm a die by the gun
A nigga shoot at me,
Saddam in this bitch
One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom
While she watchin' the kids
I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists
I
box this pig meat
You said what you said
Now you crossed the line done the hype
I will verbally murder this guy
On road, man's never heard of this guy
with cute walks
Weed and the summer breeze set the mood off
HumpFree:
I know I'm the last muthafucker alive you thought you'd see here
But I snuck up
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
recognition mission
I'm strictly sipping E&J like got my mind flippin'
I'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustling
Get that loot, kid, you know my
Popo, you're crazy for this one
Don't play no D-Wade, but I keep that heat
Don't need no fakes surrounding me
So all that hate, just keep it pushing
ain't changeable
I rearrange your whole click and make em tameable
Cause I'm a soldier, that's why they put me on the front line
Mr. magic, the most
all your inspections
I'm on my way
Can't just simply get by
Chained to a system of lies
Lambs to a slaughter
In front of our eyes
Getting dry hits
soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga
soundin' like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth
I had to put a man in his place last week
Now why you wanna come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
And petty frustration
The parents and older folks here
Will know all
Too well what I’m talking about
By way of example
Let’s say it’s an average adult day
listen here (uh, come on)
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I guess I can start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here joint apart
Back, Middle, to the front
listen here (uh, come on)
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I guess I can start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here joint apart
Back, Middle, to the front
a love letter,
when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
she read it word-by
We elect few that walk on by
The race is won, we are sure of it
We are deceptive in our size
We are weighed, never counted
When the end-line, I meet
I
im tellin ya I swear its for sure
I shouldnt even ever have to say this no more
Dont d-d-d-dont dont do that
Dont dont d-dont dont do that
Dont
the walking dead
Arms to the front, walk straight ahead
Get with the rhythm you're the walking dead
I'd love to take a zombie right by the hand
Spin him all
a hold of You
Let everything around me just follow suit
But please help me get these thoughts in line
'Cause I'mma go crazy without peace of mind
And put
and leave her
Oakland hustler, never been a busta
Make way for the nine-trey, I'm coming motherfucka
Straight from the 6-9, the final line village
Doing
what everybody say)
And I pray I stay the same (I pray)
Want everything for e'rybody 'round me
I've been doing my own thing (aye)
And we said we'd
the dark, they say I’m Weh Disagreeable...
Written by Marcus .L. Owens pka Marcus Explains (M.E.) for Jobbs Inspired. All Rights Reserved.
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