Lyrics:
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
my niggas tryna eat
I need to figure it out
Just tell me the floor show me the door
My niggas kicking em down
Flicky in the whip they wish I would slip
One by one
They're coming undone
Nee nor nee nor
Then bang down your door
Think we're clever
And we think they're dumb
But you better watch out for
grandfather, aunt, and half-brother lived next door, they would
Not watch her for any length of time
I was renting out rooms of my three-bedroom, two-bath mobile
son
If I could reach out an touch her she just get bucked
But I'm locked out stressed out mad as fuck
and I down want to wait
hook:(sang by Joya) 3x
I
(Intro)
Every three years, an ancient ritual takes place here
Every three years, an ancient ritual takes place here
(Madrox)
I communicate with
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred
open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't nobody in the crowd
They
Leaders
Of the School
I bust a door open
Stomped a hole in the ground
And left the floor smoking
Then I said
Hold it down
Rolling loud
I'm rolling by
Ain't
or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts
on August 21st
This summer was by far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse
By far the worse (My_Kayla you hear me?)
Now I'm 3 cousins down
And my
a small town
She gotta get to new york and watch a door fall down
Hopped off the greyhound, gotta make her way now
She sleeping on the park benches in
got to me
no time for backup for now they down to three
I can here the walkies getting closer anticipation building as I'm holding
on my heart cause
fiends off wit food
For a Snicker bar, they knock on your door
Come and get you god
Hit you harder than a crack pipe
Live the gat life
Gettin drunk, full
it
They've been kicking down doors and bustin' out flows
They can't get me on the phone so they surprise me at my shows
And everybody needs a loan
then I let down the garage door
Older step-boy, should've sent him off to Job Corps
Was in his room the whole time, snorin' loud as a lawnmower
Put my
knocked man's door
You was all asking to turn the music down a piece
Fuck that, feel this bass
Knock all you want, you won't see this face
Next time I
saw make your head start wrigglin
Three rip cripplin stoney senior citizens
I live by the bud
I take my clones everywhere I go because I'm paranoid
Huh, step back jump shot, woo, that my bread and butter, ayy (let's go)
True fans, full stance, stay down with the buzzer
Ten toes, ten toes, stay
go, land of Goshen
Go, I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood, Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague, Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So
me thinkin' was it worth this
And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this
Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices
a vibe
I might pull up with the guys
I might slide
I might slide
Summer nights
If it's live
If it's a vibe
If you're down to ride with the guys
I might
by a handshake
I win by a landslide scopin' your landscape
Kick in the damn door give me your damn safe
They all say crime don't pay
But if it'll get
on the scale, the true test of life is in this enlightenment
Life through the back door
Ready when your set, float
Everybody gotta know
Why you finally had to let
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