Lyrics:
some hand me down bitches
She be fuckin for some riches
Take her to da hoe clinic
Ran through by plenty niggas
But dat ain’t my business
Ridin round da
me"
I gotta make sure that everybody eating
At the plate, it's squad on deck
By my side like an armrest
I can't hold them back
It get out of hand
roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted
On their columns, now that binds
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact,
someone said this
Most who know thoughts served by the DOC see
That it's a mission impossible, tryin' to rock me
For an arena who'd ask me to perform for
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
Treat her like a magazine, loaded if they stick by me
Loaded stick by me
Wrist is only Rolex, Swiss timing
Yeah that bitch shinin
With the bezel full
a TV blooper,
Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper,
Told me that I didn't have the right to bite,
I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue
the purest form
On some Streisand shit when a star is born
I might rock a fake diamond watch for the scene
And rob me end up deaf for no reason
I approach
the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns now that
knocking I been knocking
Hold up
Niggas robots
They get caught
Enslavement by the cops
I don’t play with the cops I make it rock
Why you Why you keep playing
Just give me on more chance to change your mind
So hold out for me
Hold out for me
Hold out for me
One more day
One more day
Wait, one more minute,
a shark in the sea
A wee bit shy, but I comply by me
And I'm a mean mother fucker when I have to be
Got young g's with sleeves and thieves on hold
the hurt they can
By throwing rocks and hiding their hands
You dig one ditch you better dig two
For the trap you set just might be for you.
Lord put it
rhymes galore
Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit
Just give me the mic and I rock it
On to the break of dawn
I will rock y'all to the early
it
You ain't have to tell me you are you showed it
You ain't even have to show me I noticed
And I'm kicking rocks down the road as I go
It's YOLO, you
"Nigga hold up, that shit cold!"
I've been fucking down for a long time
I've been waiting too long, I need to get mine
I don' seen a lot a months go
And I've left some hearts in ruin,
By-product of livin' this way.
The bright lights of Music City
Callin' me in and demand I stay.
And I left behind
Hah, go
Marii Beatz, turn me up
Guwop (Hah, Gucci)
It's Gucci (Gucci)
(Gucci, hah)
Dun D-D-D-Deal (ayy)
Hah
My bitch came off a boat, boat,
a stuffed chicken
'Cause I'm steaked out
Try me and I'll have them Glocks outside your house, staked out
Bussin' like the Greyhound
Moon rock got me
electrifying
Just like the rock
(Charge)
I'm steady like the rock
Hold down the rock
Niggas talking like they ballin
Never hit the shot
(Never)
I'm taking shots
it on me yeah you know i got the ice pack
Really run the show if it’s a problem catch flight back
Been by my lonely but still gotta team
You catch
had shit
Respect that, I won't come around, no run around
You better hold me down
And the games, ain't gonna play none
Keep it A1 since day one, yeah
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