Lyrics:
the same bullshit again
'Cause he lied
He lied like a salesman sellin' flies
So she screamed
It's a different place
But the same old thang
It's
after time
Got my checks now watch me take off
What's up now
(Keep it going Flip you coming off)
All my life I been surrounded by danger
Sneaky bitches
need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You
talking back
Hoe I'm your daddy respect it or get batted
Ain't nothin' but a G thang baby
These stank ass hoes going crazy
(Baby)
I'm so down but still
tho fore you be the one wit nun nigga
But I know sometimes sometimes
We be caught up in the fun times
Not phased by dead bodies up in sun-times
So I
and arguin'
Tellin' me, "Don't make the same mistakes that your father did"
I'ma take care of my fam, I ain't nothin' like my father, bitch
Where I'm from
he wanna shoot ya
Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
I got way too drunk last night, I'm still hungover
But I know the perfect way to cure it and get sober
Trees in the whip
Ten outta ten in
come around
Think they got the juice until I turn this bitch to Jonestown
Nigga I ain't talkin' Google but lil bro pullin' that chrome out
Back out
the rest of me
And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains
Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change
If we search deeper, god bless
Although we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go 'round
So only
composure
Since kids on the streets sellin' dope by the police
Now I'ma a soldier muthafucka for the chips
When I dips the trips, GP straight for DP
But
wants to be tough
But I give the props to brothers on my level
Instead of trying to be above
'Cause I see nothin' feminine about givin' your brother some
but I'll let you be let you be my playmate.
Gangsta D:
Now ain't nothin' like tight pussy on my dick
It's the Gangsta D baby never saved a trick
Got
again ain't nothin' change
He a cripple, He a lame
Risk it all for the 'Cane
Been broke all my life
Fuck it, I need restitution
Million dollar dreams but
bout the thangs we done
Askin the lord why he lock em down so young
I shoulda told Cuz chill, he'd prolly be free
Shoulda set an example cuz he was
poorer than most, nigga had no bread
But I was holdin' my toast, my back touchin' my ribs
Had to get it, by any means, necessary
Never scary, goin' hard
to the local night club
Sittin' at a table, just doin' my thang
This when I got approached by this rival gang
His gang and my gang just got into it (just got
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn Zipporah
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see
theory
I was Moses hopelessly scorned by your thorn Zipporah
Tried to bring that fairy-tale life, you wanted horror
But my microscope couldn't see
fly by
And though it's the money, that make you wanna shine
But believe it's the money, that make you want mine
Now nigga for real, got to pay them
fucking merked by some lame
Heard he got it in the Range nigga Caine popped one in his brain
Over some-thang, took his watch and his chain
Country boys
can bet I'mma ride
I got my back against the wall but my hand on my tool
'cause niggaz gotta give me somethin I got nothin to lose
A-Town's new ruler
Afterwards, talk about it like a postgame
And she can barely take there whole thang
And now I'm goin' by my whole name
Even with the meds I'm depressed again,
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