Lyrics:
They call me LINO, come f wit a n like me tho
Keep it 100 baby girl he a zero
They showing me love everywhere that we go
And by the way mf they call
and she tell me to show her some cake
(Verse 1)
Say you live by the gun
You gonna die by the gun
N*Gia die about these funds
Tryna take some of my money
breakfast Captain crunch
African food like okra and fufu have some lunch
Imma fill you up like full tank bruv
Saved by grace thru faith that's luv
Im after p
quatre lettres
De son empreinte lU2S, le rêve est permis
J'grandis dans ses étreintes
N'aie crainte
Quartier Picasso y a pas qu'des peintres
Tous dé-blins,
me?
When you find him then I try him fry him like the gorilla
Billy Hanas to Hebrew, how to be an MC
Sheeyit take two tokes, I'm dope riding over
I was chillin n da hood should I say da Trap
Niggas lookin 4 da work n know exactly where I'm at
Posted up I'm chillin stackin 2 da ceillin
Tryna
crew, ek's old school, soos Guru
Maar ek bly in fokus, cos we don't live for hip-hop it lives for us
B, i to the double t, e, r to the e, i, n, d, e, r
right ta be a G, Westside Connection
Live for red and blue, my nigga Masta P
But ain't no more God for us nigga
But we can live for that green
North Shore, getting tatted by Tai
Turtle Bay at the beach enjoying climatical vibes
RAW extendo papers that look like a javelin fly
Two indicas so they
Ah!
Ich bin P.I.M.P. für meine Slut, die immer wieder Freitag nachts
Die Beine breit macht in meinem Club, damit ich Scheine mach'
Damit ich
saw the battle for the crew had little hope
Two were dead, some were wounded, all were clinging to the bow
Fighting fire and a-fighting water trying
saw the battle for the crew had little hope
Two were dead, some were wounded, all were clinging to the bow
Fighting fire and a-fighting water trying
I came from ramen noodles n*gga and sliding buckets
Started from the bottom now I'm recognized in public
Motivated by them times had hunger in my
to some b***
B** im the n** riding' with glock and gone shoot
F** with the gang and we might clap ya crew
P** a** n** talking down on who
F** on ya b** then
Yo, and special guests on my show
Is the K
To the S to the O-L-O
And me, the capital D, the O to C
The a.k.a., the P the M the D
And me, the E
telling lies
Corrupted cops taking black lives matter fact make that AK rise
Bun bad-mind I hope you die
Rules to this shit if Dom P call you to do the hit
the whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny
tell
9 lives, the way I ride through the my ls
Name ringing bells, like I'm in the N.F.L
It was me Gaby, Charlie and Michael
Yottah Goose, Shottah Spree
Xes lliw eb yrotadnam yliad
Ylthgin, this women need to be living by it
Stay fit n' way driven paste it and dye it
I am the king killer captain
life of sin
Me full a hoes like pimp
But u d one am into
Cz u stand by me
See dem a hate on we
Still ago rise and win
N nuh gyal caa dis u
Cz u bad like
{gangster}
groovin' to the Gangster Glam
(get on up and jam)
N ((N))
P ((P))
G ((G))
Who turn the mother out? ((Who turn the mother out?))
N
Burnin' up shits you
And fuck it I won't miss you
A lethal weapon my profession
500 G's
500 G's that put inches n yo life
Surrounded by 500 please
slang I use
breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews. (2X)
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check
Smoke Involve’n Us
You Better Duck When AR’s Up
Them Hollows Eat, Eat Up Ya Guts
And Drew One Two, Bitch Aint No Luck
Cock Back, He Fucked,
Wide
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