Lyrics:
My boy J-Zone (Hog) been independent pimpin'
Backstage backslappin bitches
So this dirty stank groupie ain't on the crew list (What?)
Alien vs.
(chorus)
Say na two way glory
Nobody wanna hear ur story
All dey want is to ur money
All Dy want is u
Dey wanna u down ooh no
Dey just want to see
you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I blind ya
Cross my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin shame
My dominance to this game
I live for gun smoke aroma
subs were sub 8k
Lost in Vegas too
You stay bitter like the hops in this brew
The bud is loud and funky just like Hopsin and crew
Mary got my eyes
should know the situation cause we dealing with the same crew
and you can tell that crab shorty I'm a hurt her
for fucking with them niggaz from that crew
soon agree
That I've got no flaws 'cause I'm down by law when it comes to rockin' viciously, you see
'Cause when I was a little baby boy, my mama gave
song, and it ruins your lives
I faced a lot of black-hearted demons in my life
By the time I hit thirty, I'll be dead or worldwide
Two people that I loved
checks
Bad Boy, big things nigga, HF
I put it down for mine, my crew live a life of crime
Constantly non-stop, when they on the climb
And BK, no such
pops and moms
Tell em Im a good kid
Catholic raised
Knowin i went to public school
And sweared and got blazed
Even weed when i got a whole two
And that
by scarface
Tony montana, but that's another story
A whole other chapter, check the library
Went back to my crib, kissed matilda goodbye
She started
to the man in the long black coat
One, two...
There are no mistakes in life some people say
It's true sometimes you can see it that way
People don't live
sit back and try to visualize if you can
All the stories of a wise man - walk with me
[Chorus]
Look at my life.. look at how I live
Look at what I
Boy we bubbling, ooh
Take a peep at the suds
Them boys was stumbling, mann
I had to pray for the bruhs
But now we coming up, yeah
They wanna be one
like whoa
Pulled out my bankroll on y'all niggas like whoa
Floss the blue shrimp from two-tenth like whoa
Faggot want to peep my blueprints, I'm like
I'm the hood Live Nation
I'm not a good boy, baby
I fuck her like a rude boy, baby
And If ever I throw this at you, better catch it like you knew Tom
wearing a wire
Thats how that nigga got out, and that's how cuzz got knocked?
Two days later they like, "damn, why did cuzz get shot?"
It's bets to live by
or not
And then they feel some time of way he disrespectin' the block
But Paulie don't give a fuck, you disrespect him, you shot
Live by the chopper law
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
People
how we roll
Just Jack, Dan, Niz and Ivo
Me and Ceej and Mod Joe
7 strong
Another 7 on the end
Heavens gone
You know we're aiming for the stars until
Feel the guns boy
(Aye)
Know they touch, boy
(Aye) (They just gotta know what they live for you know?)
Now we rollin', how we rollin', now you sayin'
Which choice of truth is heard
This is exactly like the story you're about to hear
One man's decisions make so many people live in fear
Or so they say
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
Hope I'm able to make this right turn right here or I'm fucked.
Lil' whodi that I'm with, ballin' up like a bitch.
Instead of tryin' to retaliate by
done came up fucked tussle over a street
I'm tryin to see paper like a state bank vault
And if I have to run through you boy it ain't my fault
you
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