Lyrics:
didn't know
Run up on the gang you catching bullets then you hit the flo'
Diamonds on my wrist and then bitches ice skating hoe
Bitch I'm on my grind I'm
a cape no hero
That's cause I'm done saving weird h**s (Uh huh)
Won't run back and forth I'm the coach h** (No way)
B**ches love to run game like Flo Jo
away like you fake
Straight out PA short Texas, servin' trees on the West
A money makin' machine, nigga I do it best
With the cream and the cash, by any
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the motherfucking county jail
Six months on my chest, now it's time to bail, uh
I get's released
The Freaky ****
****** shot at me and I ain't tell you cause I had my pole *****
You know I'm drilling by my lonely I can't trust a soul
I told my sister we
These niggas can't fuck with me
Shout out that nigga OG
I'm on the strip with gang
We snatching that mf chain
We post on the block hella deep
You
Don't lie while I'm by your side and
Don't cry, know that I'm your ride and
Go fly, it's not where you reside and
Go by, go and take your stride
forever I'm balling (Foreva foreva)
Foreva I'm Balling
Yeah Yeah
Get by any means
Get it regardless (Get Regardless)
Yeah Yeah
Get by any means
Get it
me dead forever I'm balling (Foreva foreva)
Foreva I'm Balling
Yeah Yeah
Get by any means
Get it regardless (Get Regardless)
Yeah Yeah
Get by any means
The meaning of the name GangStarr, well I'll tell ya
It means How far my mind can excel to
A greater type of thought, brought by the things that I've
Track 6 Step On Da Gas By Souljah100
Step On Da Gas By Souljah100
Hook
Step on da gas
Don't slow down
When we hit da club-It's time to clown
Clap
boys, go 'n look around, while I go put down, and while you so looking round I'm on the flo gettin down, and I gotta give you bits and pieces, anything
in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar
(Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo'
He fucked the shit
get me cream like Maxo
When she get mad she gone call me a fat hoe
Can't no hoe milk me
Nigga I'm lactose
B*tch from the A
Yeah she grew up by Flat
minutes
I swear that this shit onna flo
Nigga insurance just went up
And i ain't the women you claim to do right by you so
Whenever you thinking bout
it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, why'all niggas is worthless in the money market
I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what?
Think about it,
it's a smoothie
When shit was on the flo, had to get to it, nothing to it
I'm a product of the trenches, it's the little shit that do it
Choir boy I let
and sleepless nights
(Oooooh!)
But now, he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
(Oooooh!)
It's easy
But now he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
It's easy for friends to say let him go
But I'm
the motherfucker just blow, Yea
Thats how we do it in the Four yea
I'm hot but my heart cold, yea
Roll this lets smoke, yea
Alpha male on the flo',Yea
Realest nigga
They'll never see it through my minds eye
Blinded by the pipe I'm
Choking on the gas in Heinz sight
My German vision
Means natural precision
A blind
And i'll get gone houdini left and a right and I ain't need no map
And they can keep taking me carpets i'm like can I get my flo' back
And he got took for
Swimming in thoughts- I'm drowning in pain
Been frowning, and downing these things
Huh
Surrounded by brown in a lil white town
They stacking some
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