Lyrics:
taste it, you taste it, you comin' right back.
Comin' right back yeah you comin' right back fo' da,
Cocaine.
Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, fuck nigga play wit me
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
What
What?
Nigga, huh?
Huh?
Nigga, what?
What?!
What?
Check!
I'm shootin', flee
Pollutin' you and your niggas, better run from me
Comin
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Niggas wonder why
You could bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two
give it to me (Everytime)
You gotta be ready to get up and go
And niggas comin at ya burstin the fo fo from the mo
Caught up in the Killa Valley
to beep
It was a text from my nigga Hot Soup
Said some shiesty muthafuckas tryna roll up on the crew
I was like ah hell nah, nigga, not on my fuckin' watch
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
Every hood we go through
All the gangsters around know my whole crew (nigga, what?)
We hold it down like we 'sposed to (haha)
Nigga, you can front
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
No, no doubt, baby, All City Crew (All City, nigga)
No, no doubt, baby, All City Crew
Ready to flip shit, comin' through with the crew (what, what,
out on his staff like birds one and two
My crew runs thicker than syrup from the borough
You get hurt up, Word up, Jammed like Pearl
Knock off from
out on his staff like birds one and two
My crew runs thicker than syrup from the borough
You get hurt up, Word up, Jammed like Pearl
Knock off from
nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
Comin down grippin' wood
Keepin these motherfuckin' bitches
Callin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm
another sleepin' ass nigga got slayed, word up
By a crooked motherfucker named Stretch
And the T-U-P-A-C, the police can't catch
The crooked ass niggas
we comin' from North side
That young nigga 'bout that beef and screamin' "Fuck you and all your people"
He was raised by some old-heads, sold
nigga?)
We comin with them thangs, and we ready to ride
(Where they at? Let's get 'em!)
Are you ready to die (live or die, live or die, live or die)
the closet
Tie a nigga up, prepare for the coffin' (dead man, huh)
When it's smoke, them niggas runnin'
Sharp and we live and we throwin' surrounded by
a beat
Never let shit slide 'cause they
Might think somethin' sweet
Nigga, it's July
Shots get hot like summer heat
When I pop up, niggas turn vegan
They
dick pussy niggas
Down with the quick
My peeps guzzilin' while your
Crew was takin' sips
Set the vault lampin' comin'
Through comin' through
QB in this
live is ill
[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these
think I'm 'lluminati 'cause of my profits
Pull up in Poltergeist (skrr)
You had a nigga that's poppin' bitch you got nothin'
Bitch, you ain't do it
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
I said a nigga came up, a nigga came up
[Verse 2]
Redeem myself for who? Redeem myself for you?
Redeem myself for your squad? Redeem myself for your
Saturday night Voodoo Loungin it
'Cause P & L club's got boo boo sounds in it
All twenty comin with the crew who's down to hit
Til the break of dawn wit
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