Lyrics:
know
You better speak up
When a man is talking to you
You better speak up
When Meneer is speaking to you
I don't mind a little beef
N** I'm a stakeholder
that I'm that nigga then you picked the wrong one
'Cause I live by the gun, die by the gun
Hot bullets burn some say that them bitches stun
So raise
on my own
Can't mama Melody was too raw
By the collar n leash ima dawg
The picture is clear
Gotta go beyond the near
Life for a new meaning and feel
I
was a helluva fun'ral, I say one helluva fun'ral
No other burial could compare;
It was all done up deluxe 'n' I made forty thousand bucks,
It really
up n realizing they ain't all ya friend
Some people use you while they kan n neva speak again
They might just pass you by walkin while they inna bendz
b**** tell me the
truth
I feel like I can be myself when I'm up in the booth
Dreaming 'bout who gone be by my side, f*** it I dont know
Still holding
[Afta Maff]
Hey, let me hear that first
Nineteen-ninety Afta
Cleveland up in this muthafucka
Afta Maff up in this muthafucka, bitch
Flesh-N
miles in the sky
Please, undo your seat belt for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the cabin, cabin
I'm Dre from back in the day, from
N
that rose
Ain’t worried bout no hoe, all I want is the growth
Aye n****s talk game but I know they capping
I ain’t got a lid on my jar I’m trapping
30
an all seeing eye
CIA and Google maps they're both tied together in a partnership
Lets be real Google is a CIA asset is anyone even surprised by that
I
is empty miss me
I'ma run it up by my lonely only me
So who gon hold me down like me
You wish you know me
Aint nobody here when I fall
Come
claim
Shawty ik you only round for the money n the fame
But it's cool tho look
I surround myself by real niggas only
My niggas always down but if they
Motherfucker talk when a gun fight
Glock .45, I could lay em' on a road
Body full of bugs, leave the tongue tied
Demon in us, yeah, turn them into tone
a day, a place to stash
Pull up in the rose then hopped in the Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no N's
We've
(Haaaa) uh yea (haa haaa mmmm)
[Verse 1]
Check it out I'm wit my man A Con n I go by the name Loon n this a bad boy exclusive na mean. (Come
Couple rosés in our system
Now we crushing up the pills
Got you opening your lips up
I'm your thug you know the deal
Now your back's arched, pretty little
Durk
Rockstar shit like Guns N' Roses
Her pussy like water so I called in Moses
Wrist on plain Jane but I froze it
Virgin Mary but I ain't no Joseph
She
get up on top n have a lot of fun
I'll hit your top n won't stop like im a tommy gun
You want that lovey dovey thuggin fo ya body huh
You been seeking
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
Bitch by my side
Gun loaded she wanna ride
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
She Feeling me I wonder why
Nigga back up (back up) back up (back up)
'Fore you get your punk-ass smoked
I'm back by popular demand and so
All black interior on the cherry red
fucked it up with Nicki
You feel pretty fuckin' shitty (uh)
Anyway, I'm stoppin' bags like the TSA
Listen up you little bitches, it's a PSA
I'm still
piece ass set next
To me like "Hi"
I'm like "Hey, what up?", she like "Hay"
And like to get high, by the way
Lipstick lesbian, bi
She wanna smoke if I buy
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