Lyrics:
your ordinary dope man
On the for reala my nigga I'm a born killa
Let my nuts hangin' out give a FUCK if ya bigger
Cause I'm that nigga who gets ass
get dumb, and dumber while your vision blur
For all the losers
Ayo mayday, mayday
Raise the white flag, let the pants sag
Fuck the drag, I'm
niggas keep talkin'
All you high paid niggas stay fly
I'ma slide left, fly right on by
I'ma do it on the boulevard
Fast bitches, fast cars and stars
let it stack (stack)
Never pullin' over for the law in a pack (pack)
I remember times sellin' dimes to get a check
Now a days, the only time we doin'
ain't no rules when you in this game
There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle 'til ya ball
to get by
Forget gettin' fly
You niggas smoke the reggie, you ain't even gettin' high
Spend my weekdays on a nimbus blow that loud into the sky
Got a bunt nigga twist it
I'm a get drunk with my biscuit
5 cent cup, take a sip kid
I'm a product of the p-jects
My teachers always told me that
to Sudan,
QBC's finest, Bing, Crime Fam, Killa Kids, Malik The Hitler,
Hot Bars, Mo King, shouts to Pop, Wild Gremlins, Germ and Norm,
let's get it on....
happens to these stars and their big brains
First they get played, like all damn day
Long as you sell everything will be okay
Then you get dissed by
Satan, I'm laying in the dark
With the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basing
Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub
Deuce high when he cruise by
Without my nigga on the passenger side?
And still I try (I try) to get money stay fly
Finish the race, holdin' my crown high (take that)
I fly next
just for the re Double my stock, get mine off the top
Profit come LV, double G on my feet My style ain't cheap
Every day, 1K, I've been a G Niggas
Niggas can't deal with no 95 so they day-to-day budgeters
Its the hustlers that get put away by the customers
You upstate, niggas use to be southerners
waitin' to get some expensive shit that a G could respect
For real
Tellin' me the things you that heard about
Nothin' good comes when you searchin' for
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, No! No! No!
Here we go! So
Everybody hands up high and just wave
Them from side to side fuck that!
Punch them up into fists
Blues"
And if H2O is still water
And G-A T-E is still gate
What we're getting ready to deal
On is the Watergate Blues (Rated X)
Let me see if I can
Dial
Got my hat tilted on a bitch I think I'm T-I
Blazed in a daze you can see it in my E-Y
E's cuz be high
You ain't know it's b-Y
C bitch it's B.I
Z
you don't have
And the wealth that I have not half (no you don't)
We still killin' 'em to this day not bad
G imma let you have the rest of this pad
than I bit off (Yeah)
I stay outta the way
And let these niggas get that mid off
You aint bout that life
You really living out a spin off
Humbled by
Girl we go, girl we go, girl we go for rounds
G-Girl we go, girl we go
Girl we go for rounds
Let's get it!
I come for rounds when I come around
And I
and
Defying the laws of physics
Lets get home, get high, get wine
Get schnapps
Recline, in time, get mine, get knocked
It's fine, but mid top, this dime just
A simple bet on a serious cash flow
Get money, Manolo, welcome home, Castro
Queensbridge unified all I ask for
Let's do it for D.U, say what up to Snatch,
Aye
Yeah
She gets love, she gets time
She has lows and she has highs
She got jewels, she gets rides
She gets everything in life
I got friends, I got
swift to kick the bucket
I'm tired of Mr. Nice Guy, place your price high
Bet on a battle rhymer, tell my chances are sky high
Never would you ever get
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