Lyrics:
to have the last laughter
'Cause even when I'm gone I'm reappearin' in the after
I have to, send respects to real money makers
Do not connect us with
the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word then I'd much
My raps gon' live long like raw denim
Black pants, white tee, call it all venom
Yesterday my mom told me i was born to lead
And fans reaching out,
jeans
I was just posted with all of my partners
Smoking no chronic, we stacking them G's
I don't get fucked by no niggas that's hating
I live what I
shit
George Bush got some nerve, fuck a war
We trying to serve motherfucking 8 balls
Til’ we live at the pool hall
And knock billiards out of your
to fire
Only the ghetto Beethoven replied, the ninth wonder maker
Thunder breaker send these toys to the undertaker
My pen smoking like a rude boy from
grown up
Ten a key now, got da whole block sewed up
E'erybody smokin' me, cush nigga roll up
I'm ridin' through da A, I don't know where da turn
snoop d-o double-g
(See you niggas on)
Cause my life's worth more than
The money that ya' live and die for
And where I'm from my nigga you get shot
For
the Kodachrome now, later
With a lid to brow staple
Revist the cobra loading zone
Molar foaming but he hold his own. Wound
Cauterized by the zippo he had stole
to have the last laughter
'Cause even when I'm gone I'm reappearin' in the after
I have to, send respects to real money makers
Do not connect us with
right
Got him in the Hell hole
Livin at the speed of light
Prayin that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids meet a wife
All over a key
from poppi by truck loads bt still got the money tho
Learned from my brother O to keep it 100 tho
And I'm am a legend cause i got the trophy it came back
For the family you gon live, for the family you gon die
___
I got money money money like, oh, where did a hundred go
Where did a hundred go, bruh I
live by and we die by
The book is what we will never abide by
Niggas drive by, gettin' loose
Beefing with each other like the Checker Board and Goose
live by and we die by
The book is what we will never abide by
Niggas drive by, gettin' loose
Beefing with each other like the Checker Board and Goose
under,
To my niggas getting fast money,
Stay clever,
Now my guns unlocked and loaded more than ever,
In this Black Mob City
Black Mob City, Black
This the sound track to my life
By myself meditatin keep my mind right
Family man wit the plan so my grind tight
Low key stay humble living out my
justified
Liquor and cig companies hustle and take lives
But don't pay the price
We want our slice
Call us Black racketeers
Counting racks without fear
Got the girls, the cars, the money in the bank (bank)
Keys to the house, whip bigger than a tank
So much ice it's a joke, don't mistake it for
who ya are
So live your life (hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
You steady chasin' that paper, just live your life
(Oh, ayy ayy ayy)
Ain't got no time for no
money
I made by back over 10 times
Niggas throwing shade but in the dark sometimes u shine
I believe in my heart that Ill touch what's mine
Looking
seat
My linguistics seek you, telepathy
And I'm just tryna live like fuck bein a celebrity
Let me live, yea man, let me be
There's secrets to the recipe
awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
BET instabooth LIVE from the
Carpet
to real money makers
Do not connect us with those champagne sippin' money fakers
Taste the quarter pound with spice from Chi-town
Now what that prove?
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