Lyrics:
Dear Momma
Dear Mom
Thank you momma for all of the things that you've done for me
If not for you, I don't know what would have become of me
I don't
East side, fuck nigga, now what?
Harlem world, fuck nigga, now what?
Bank head fuck nigga, now what?
My A-town, fuck nigga, now what?
My N.Y. fuck nigga,
cash
Wish you could slap in the damn clip in that motherfuckin' imaginary little hand gun you're brandishin'
Bitch, if you pull up with the stick, it's
Kicking in doors, f*** with my conscience
All of my dawgs yeah they real
Cannot fake 'em
Used to buy guns off the street
Now I make 'em
I trick a n**** just
Although we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go 'round
So only
change be da change for decision
U can be dat new life If determined n If u willing
Hear me speak to dis world cause t-meezy got dis vision
Hear me
And she's known throughout the world
But life's no bed of roses
She would change things if she could
She plans to make a brand new start
And move out
type of path that u wanna cross
Going nice with clothes, bough-pot of roses,
I'm hot n cozy with these words
Thing is noisy,
Wrist is frozen,
Long
If you ever wanna let me go, let me hold you close so you can know
How I love you so much, you're my whole world
If you let me go, I won't be
paralyizin
Pulverizin punks into submission I ain't fantasizin
Wish this world wasn't violent
It'll get worse if we allow it
Hot head with a cannon for an arm
We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E yeah that's
We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E yeah that's
ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so
you still treat me the same? (Huh?)
Gotta charge it to the game
They would stab me in my back every time if I would let him
Heart cold so I went rose
Vampire f-ck-d up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, lave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a f***ing Adidas
The gun Selena, give a n
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)
100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
wires
But come up in the world, if i twirl you fry
Got killed like a bitch hair; curled and dyed
(chorus) {3:20}
My hood (hood!), hoes (hoes!), thugs
Yes yes y'all
The best y'all, yes yes y'all
Huh, huh, huh, huh, yes y'all
If I ruled the world, was king on the throne
I'd make peace in every
Than throw a rose on the meadow
He froze with the metal his eyes permanently closed his soul wrestles
In the after life. If I'm reading the chapters
at Nas if you want a war, get it bloody, uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Yo, I'm the N the A to the S-I-R
And If I wasn't, I must've been Escobar
You know the kid
I'm their shooter
My new guns is plastic, new N.O.R.E.'s a classic
I'ma live the dream yo
No time to sleep yo
If you know what we know
Y'all
until the day I'm chosen
Rose
So if you slide by late
We can fuck til' the morning
& if you slide by late
Don't be shy while you pouring
Said you
the nine
I'll murder ya man, come back with his shines
I tote two guns, I don't care if you box, I don't care if you blind
I spit in your eye like niggas
cold for you.
Gimme gasoline, to make it burning
Till the morning.
Sex, guns, money, girls 'n fast cars
Live by rock 'n roll
I'm never gonna die.
Oh, oh,
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