Lyrics:
Sing
I don't know to tell the truth
If I'm pressed for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y'all
Heads got to roll
I was raised to live, Lord I pray
I been poppin so much shit I’m tryna keep da shit off me
An I’m eatin every beat na dey kno me fa my chompin
I been Stuntin & Stackin na a nigga be
be spendin off top like ceiling fans
She look like a porn star
But in the bed
She look like Afeni Shakur
But in the head all praises due to the most
coupe
Blowin dat bitch for attention
Hit ya Krib fa da shoes
Bullet flew right by my head
Now I ain't got shit else to lose
I cannot fuck wit da Feds
man yea I'm da man
Now brush yo shoulders off make dat money let em hate
Why you all in V.I.P. dem otha broads here 2 wait
I see you came 2 party
Big
Yo the saga begins beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
Hook
I Got da Power Mobb, nigga watch yo bacc,
If you down wit da tracc, Cuzz raise yo strap.
It’s about dat business, keep da staccs on da racc,
I
and i pay it
Hol on he tryna play with da bread he got a hole in his head
Most of my killers got fades or dreads Ima real G standin by what i said
Keep
like we blowin a horn
No cuffs on da hoe cuz ik that she goin
My nigga don't play imma gone head n warn ya
Ma got me out n she paid for da lawyer
the grind never don't stop
Keep steppin' up the latter I'll be on top
I sleep tight I keep a burner where my head lay
Make another play flip da money that's
lemme talk my shit
Hold up lemme talk my shit
Hit da showroom flow blew a ticket on da foreign
Push a button drop da top on da whip
Hold up lemme talk
at 'cha 'cause it of fa' stealin' my mind
Juvenile and Three-6 that's a one of a kind
Tooken up yo golds, nigga, get ready ta blind
We 'bouta crash da
tucked
Story of da had enough
Apocalypse the last of us
La di da di
Top fiving
Hell I'm diving
Verses is like a time capsule
He a pill his head capsule
wanna tear her head off
Betcha wanna switch places like the movie face off
And I'm takin? off while all ya niggas fallin? off
You used to be da shit but
yo whole crew got popped
Popped da rugger top drove half dis nigga head off his brain sittin' 'em like its in a drop
Um ridin' hollow tipps
Them
show
Yo, I hit a right, dey hit a right
I hit da gas and leave dey ass bout 4 or 5 lights
Gettin followed by dese bougie broads, because dey like da car
On the chessbox
Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has
The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by
guaranteeing, blaow, take the brain off ya neck.
Off the top of the dough, one shot and you'll blow.
Fuckin' wit' Panama P.I., guarantee I'll take ya outta ya
and senile
And "Rap God" was a freestyle
Off the top of the dome piece while I was sleep on the couch
And I'm freestyling now
I need a towel, sweat leaks
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
ya hoe
Why yo nigga
Back the door
Now We gotta toe tag
Yo bro
I be in da stars(I be in the starz)
I ain't talking wraith
Off dat sour got me outta
a fuck how you get it
Throw up da M, cause I'm coming from Memphis (Yea, yea)
We'll leave da boy missing
NFL by the way that we blitzing
Knock them off if
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
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