Lyrics:
Come on
Sittin' in the living room on the floor
All the pain got me on some migraine shit
But I'm gonna maintain
Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my
All I see is Grace
Anama achu ngbada foreign
Ena achuzi local
Always love them large
i was born big
never to leave the hood
muwa abulo judas
I look up
up and
Y'all pussy niggas got strap-ons
Bitch we breed this 5-stars
Bitch we bleed these 5-stars
YMCMB, you can come get fucked by 5 stars!
She ain't
Chillin with my niggas and we puffin on the Keisha
Got my girl wit me cause you know I keep a Gina
Better Know, Gotta Know, Nigga that we high
Ya'll
Bitch I been a thug been a real nigga
Tryna find a way to make my check bigga
All about my green yeah them dolla figgas
Do my own thang big shit that
like
Interpreters I'm hurtin' ya
I could close curtain ya
But I'll let you bleed
I'm a top dog, nigga, like?
Got the game on lock
But I'm stealin'
notorious
Sleeping on a nigga, u gone have to hear me snore again
Rip the beat, yea I guess it’s gettin' tore again
Give it up to us, cuz we jus took
You know in life, you should let people know when you've been inspired by them
Yafeelme
Shout out to the mob
R.I.P. Yams
My nigga Donny said he
Return of the dons
Hit them niggas up tell them sound the alarm
We not keeping it calm call it a time bomb
Either get with the movement, or stay away
problems as ya get notorious, inglorious
Until you're a big victorious, no show
Only way ya get to see the kid is through a photo
Or burnt up logos,
Spendin' that capital that the big homey advanced me
In front of me with the next nigga
I love money plus I'm labelled rough rider
Known for bringin'
your b*tch Big Meat
She givin' one blood, one love, on dubs
140 thousand the first week uhhhhh
[Hook: The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix,
twin grab a arm pick this nigga up
Knitty turn his face to me let me break him up
I throw him up against the wall and put a hole in his face so big
shine Bright
Cause all they bleed is greed
And get blinded by Lime Li[G]ht
The more money we come up on
The more problems we See
That's when the Hate
Gets
girl it's time to let that Mango
She like niggas in the streets what's my rap sheet
Klutch KB I'm notorious for killing beats
Writing verses for a person
started sellin' leek in the yard
Yo, I ran into niggas who used to have hummers
Big as hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
Damm dog, you been in here
Welcome to the killing fields
Nigga, the home of the G's
Land of the nymphos and murderers
Still G's and never see's
Careful of what the jaw breakers
up with them dicks, boy
Phone fresh off a lick, boy
Actavis up in that Sprite, remix, boy
Bad boy, notorious for being big, boy
Pull up shoot up
Yeezy,
these niggas mad, big broski left him in that street
I'ma rep this block until I die, big 665, until I bleed
I'm only rapping for the guys and for my mom
screeming free you
(Free Dat Nigga Lil)
And if you bled I was down to bleed too
Now when I ride by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you
on the radio you see why
Notorious like BI, got more guns than TI
Somebody need a bird, say the word and I'll be by
Champion like Eli, soldier like a GI
Only
on
Sittin' in' the livin' room on the floor
All the pain got me on some migraine shit
But I'm gonna maintain
Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name
And my
And when I came home I tried to feed you
And every song I was yellin free you (Free dat nigga Lil)
And if you bled I was down to bleed too
Now when I ride
bag
Aye, big bitch with a fat ass a ten star
Nigga drive his whip just like it's nascar
Aye, big Y's imma rockstar
Aye, we gone jump that nigga just
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