Lyrics:
(would've been done)
If it wouldn't for thug holiday (ahh man)
[Verse 1: Trick]
In this life I live, I done see niggaz deal
Seen niggaz steal
had my share of beautiful women
And I'm talkin' beautiful inside and out
But those women, I can't seem to do right by, you know
'Cause most times I
Plus we got a lot they come by the dozen
My mama pushed out a hustler a savage
These niggaz ain't getting no money
Lil bru is you ready
I look up say you
got some dogs
Who ain neva coming home
I got some niggaz
Livin life through ah phone
And that's real
Listen to me feel da pain that I feel
I was in that
I came in this world by myself, so I don't need no friends
I'd rather have it this way, it's okay, it's okay
You muh'fuckers gon' respect me, 'cause
glock leavin victims wit stitches/
they in obituaries identified by they pictures/
can't be no dj if he ain't scratchin wit mixers/
my rhymes cappable
A Def Squad nigga yeah, all in your mix
Niggaz talk shit you get your ass kicked
I ain't a Blood, but I'll throw you out the whip (word up)
What you know
fools
Won't stop, learnt it on 'em, I gotta eat chief
Now getcha ass in my way, I'm snatchin' you up by your lil' briefs
Now rock twice and do your hand
niggaz who pumpin
Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats
Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go
nigga, what's up talkin all that shit
Now we face to face, muthafucka, who you with?
Ain't nobody got your back now, you in trouble
Oh, he know how to act
facin ten
its just like with ken so together we actin fools
you the one that got Lil' Boosie poppin off to Baton Rouge
as long we pay our do's we gone
HA
But if you don't you won't
You'll end up in your trouble while the fury of funk, we speedballin
Uhh, uhh, yeah sucka we're speedballin ballin
all in yo bunch
We don't even like them
We just take them niggas lunch
God damn brezz
You just Shitted on all the fuck niggaz
God damn brezz
You be
my shells with me
You don't want no trouble with no niggaz like us
Try me, I'll fuck your whole life up
To the group of haters that don't like us
Dip
Pablo]
Beat it, Beat it
You remember them days y'all, we use to play y'all
The radio and put our own lil part in the song y'all
We use to (rep our city!
And I'm a different story (ha!), feeling out of line
in that deuce so I think I need a whole different story!
Can't judge a book by it's cover
comes to yay
racks in and I rubber band them
Fly as a bitch and I ain't never landing
Nothing that me and my niggaz do average
My bitch she the baddest
My diamonds by
(Yeah)
Niggaz Snitchin' thats a fact (Woo)
We scammin' for the tax (Let's Go)
Marathon running laps (Yeah)
We ain't really wit da cap
We Just in it for
niggaz hating
Ballin the fucking ravens
Told them niggaz ima make it
BALLIN
Did it by myself I never needed shit
IM ALL INNNNN
Grinding hard I’m sticking
all remember me, dropped "Make Room"
in 1993, the rest is history
Y'all niggaz a mystery, Hardy Boys
Y'all fuckin' with the original party boys
life is boring (it is)
Am called Atopa 4aReason (reason)
Step in ur city am going big (big)
Am doing this shit by myself now (I can)
Am doing this shit
the highest
For my niggaz locked up I'm a freedom fighter
These niggaz gone hate so that heater by me
Bitch I'm feeling like Stevie can't See nobody
Doin me
my every step, then they try & do it
I'm in a class by myself, still somehow I'm schoolin
Just from speaking I b teaching niggaz how to reach it
Just
lil daddy, no worry about a elroy
Bops in my mouth, rocket in my pocket
Sell em, revolver I ain't gotta cock it
Just shell em
Niggaz around the way
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