Lyrics:
the room
We run it by the booth
Then I make it all smooth
You ask me what's the reason is
I ain't got a fucking clue
I be writing doing time before I'm
on my grave
My family I'm always gone support
You don't fuck with me
That's ya lost
I'ma keep it tight
I'm just passing by
Catch the real ones
In
could not stop me, I rock G
Nigga -- what? Get off me! Get off me!
Get off me!
But on the for real I would like to say
Big ups to St. Awl, Troy
Take that shit off at the front
Gudda!
Sleep on me, I hope you die in your sleep
No one's defiant as me
I know my worth, so when you pay me
and she won't let go
Little baby dog bite the bone raw
If you're not safe then she'll bite your toes off
Sooski tells me I'm lost cause I don't believe in
Shawty so boujee and dangerous, she spontaneous
They don't want no war with me want smoke I flame it up
I got some shooters beside of me, the others
shut the fuck up bitch
its Infamous
you're ass betta not scream
don't make me hafta wipe
urer muthafuckin brains off my sheets
I'm gonna burn you
C2
It's been so long, I might not know what to say
FMA gave me this beat 'n' said get back on your feet 'n' kill it
But I'ma skin it first
Fit
Uh
I could never let no Nigga knock me off my pivot
Been a minute
Since I walked on beats Got shit hot like a skillet
I hear crickets
When he
there
Tripped my nuts off, landed in some chick's derriere
Me and my hash rig make a scary pair
Stabbin' globs on the skillet got these fairies scared
imitating martyrs
I sat at the table, I ain't need to barter
Some pimp gave me knowledge
I threw him a quarter
Then took it right back and headed out
As the wind sets the mood, it's time to let off
A sucker tried to play me, the E I'm not soft
I'm very hardcore, droppin bombs like Warsaw
It reminds
bit what and who made what
Nigga fuck all y'all styles
I'm finna set this shit off like this here
Chitowns murderous mob gothic
Hard knock it give me
to hide
It is all glamour from here
It is tainted with fear
Hear the sound clearly
Don't leave me dearly
I need you by my side
While I am on trial
Waiting
us scandalous)
And if them runnin' off with me cash,
That ass gonna have to pay the price,
(Meet a motherfucking' po-po, gotta hit 'em with
nigga, I'm strolling
Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me
Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?
Why the fuck would you be
doors fold out
Don’t make me bring them folks out
We building our own poles now
Living by a code is how we always kept our foes out
Biggs say he got me so
tha muscle I don came up off the trap yuh yuh
I don did this off tha muscle I don came up off the trap yuh yuh
Drugs n my body got me fucked up
to a devastatin' sound that's glarin'
Because they're in the mood for me
The B-I-Z the Emmezah-Emmezah-A-R-K-I-E
The party rippin', never trippin', king of crowd
cold
Cigarette lighter broken window stuck unrolled
Rippin' Michigan we saw thugs
Me muggin' hoes shoppin'
Distributin' drugs
Hittin' 3 and 7
Faded off the kush I'm gone
Only two years old when daddy brought them hookers home
Looking like my grandma, my niggas got that ammo
We jack son
so?
Hatched seeds of light supported by light seaward breezes,
And we see these orbs in a car chase of sorts,
Absorbs sweet Lorraine and her dolly
to be defeated
By some freak mix of Shady friends
Who may try to make this beef stick
But any chance that my foot wont' snap off
Into their greasy ass,
to back up the First Team
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart
And they rippin' your asshole apart
By takin' your green, oh yeah
The Villain does get
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