Lyrics:
Hail Mary that's how we live
Lay low good guys catch you with a hook I, know why you lie
Ya crew ain't quite like mine
Spit it like ooh my, these
fast
Nigga please, I'm wearin' these when I cut my grass... freeze
All you niggas wanna touch my cash
The 40 cal's in the stash, and when I touch I
to love me a girl
I wanna love you hug you learn to love you
Wanna touch you feel you learn to fuck you
Wanna fight some shmucks ya fuck em up
Wanna get
You get caught, rode the white horse and can't get off
Big dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
do it my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much
Just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be OK
If you do it my way (my way, my way)
Hush baby
You
through it and just do it
So act like ya knew it, the Mount Vernon/Shaolin fluid
The rap committee coming live
through ya city, swing hard like Ken Griffey
praise is like a rajah
I reckon, that crews that step over this way
Think life is a game and they just too pissed to play
Some say, on mics I'm a master
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
tucker
I don't trust 'em, I don't love her
Little brother
Don't make me reach out and touch ya
I don't got candy but I'll
Turn your head to Gushers, sucka
Fuck wit me
Get two sides
I am not the one like the ones that ya use to
Livin' like a nigga get two lives
I dont fear death
What could they do to me
You don't wanna fuck with this
You don't wanna fuck with this
Therefore all you cliques
And you clans, and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with
to tweet
I said at TheLocksta that's something to tweet
I'm from o one nine o five every ting live
Breach gang family do or die
Big movers when we touch mic
to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
Just think about gettin' paper like Garth Brooks
Keep it off the hook
Let the world feel the touch
Ya'll doing too
learned to divide
Its in my blood now im coming with a perfect surprise
And its something that yas never ever heard in your lives
Kid i just gave yas
wanna shoot
Up it then I blow it
Like a nigga eatin soup
Fuck all that talkin nigga what you wanna do
We can get it poppin
Put a bubble round ya crew
Have
my way
Hush baby, don't talk so much
Just wanna feel ya touch
Everything will be OK
If you do it my way (my way, my way)
Hush baby
You feel so good
yet?(eaten yet)
You don't pass a day
Without callin me
Talkin to me
Touching me
I miss your touch
Right now
I wanna see ya(see ya)
Touch ya
Make love with ya
that's how we live up in the Bridge
You just sit scared cock back the gat then hit a nigga like a bid
25 naw kid you gettin' life
Forever burnin' in hell
Fog the windows on my truck
She blow her line yay
Man they all just wanna fuck
Like bitch I don't got time hey
I Knock em 1 by 1
And 2 by 2
That's what
RAW!
Round two the rhyme regulator here to roast ya
As ya follow this to - I gave a toast to ya crew.
See, they popped on ya like a kernel,
You didn't
Uh, to the top dog
Get 2getha, Hi-see, get 2getha AMG
Get 2getha, 2nd II None, get 2getha again
Everybody wanna know where we been, what we
date no lil nat Florida swoop
Honestly, I ain't never gonna be a president
All I really need is for my wrist to touch a president
Surrounded by
at the SOHO House
If you wanna come through, there's a seat just for you
My prettiest secret I hope that you keep it
I'm blue as a piece of the moon and I
out ya enuh. (Ha, ha) (Mhm)
All how him have house and car live like movie star
Him still nuh touch yet, still nuh touch yet
Resturants dem alwasy 5
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