Lyrics:
listened to D2
Could you tell me?
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you heard when we had a black president
D4 and 5, we got back to business
Y'all done
Man, starting five when it's game time
Talking drugs on my main line
That's a strange sign, I can't really trust you
Ain't have a clue that I was
Bitch, yeah, ha
Compton most wanted
Haunted by the ghost of the dead
Climbing out the casket
With a bullet in the head
All blue, all red, smothers
'round
The time I was five
Had a great-grandmother in the
Heart of the 'Stuy so on the Fourth of July
We would always stop by
Man, I ran through the bush
the house, ahh
Now it's all about Versace
You copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it
And smiled
Now I'm bout to set the record straight
With my
guillotine's took flight, snatch heads, brought them back
Before they can blast, one gun, half a cal., he was done
One fourth was blinded by reflection
pouring these lyrics
Yea who's the top twenty five in your opinion
New and old millenniums went gold iridium behold the lineage
Teamed with Matt to complete
some niggaz get sorrier
Insane as the war for the little 5th Ward warrior
Tonight's your dead date your dying a slow rate
Let's hope the chainsaw's
burned by the torch, no tiki
They only wanna see us fail please believe me
Just to dream had to look on TV
Some niggas look towards CD
Then get burned by
this song is playing?
Like a warrior, locked in
Ready for the mission
"Golden State" of mind, championship season
Hustle and grind, yeah, I gave it all
the reason, why this song is playing?
Like a warrior, locked in
Ready for the mission
I feel 73-9, my best season
Hustle and grind, yeah, I gave it all
From
rather pop bubbly, one for B.I.G. and one for Pac
N****, trust me, I'm hot as they get, like Al Green
Getting hit by a pot of them grits, yo, nahmeen?
slick women, cars and sedans
Guess we all part of the dance in one way or another
The way a man beat his woman, feeling that he love her
They way five
[Verse 1]
Desperado always drinkin' out the bottle
Young hyena with the HK hollow point staple spray
Turf tight soil block warrior from the avenue
Jurrasic 5 Together
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm
Told her that I got her for life, she my lil' warrior
I just dropped a load of the lows to my lil' homie
Geeking for two hours, you know I'm
(Oh my God what is this? An L Beat)
We come to your block like the Warriors
We ain't gon' fight, we gon' blow at you
We come to your block like
what time it is
Year 06', caught a jux and caught a case
Face a 3-6
Tell your honor I plead the 5th
Ain't no witness ain't no case
Got my co-defendant's
my frame of mind, to keep in mind the casualties
If that click click quick to trip, bitch it be the tragedy
S.P.V. we market thee
Down for doing what
or come back through
Throw they ass off a bit, come back within the next day or two
I don't need no cowards, just warriors on my team
I don't sell coke
baby in dat G4 but I need mo
Got three rings who callin
Firm grip on dat Spaulding
That's TBE over E-V-E schimt fuk spelling it nigga we ballin
NIGGA WE
Rolling down these backroads
Four five cocked
Nigga try me he get popped
Body lock then he drop
Like that dance we Milly rock
Smoking gas ninety
Hawaii
Assigned Bravo Company Platoon 1045
Birthday November 10, 1775
I have 5-Primary M-O-S
Thirty-forty-three, No I'm not Hawaiian
I'm Pinoy, my
I'm with my ride or dies
I let them know about the money; don't try to hide it
I work a nine to five
But I could still cut through the check like
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