Lyrics:
like $20 in my pocket Mami
You want some water ice, nah? I can't buy dinner
I'd be a lie if I said I ain't wanna vibe with ya
By your side just so I can
shit down like a motherfuckin' vet
I'm a real nigga doin' real things, and that you can bet...
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Big Syke]
They say reach in
shit down like a motherfuckin' vet
I'm a real nigga doin' real things, and that you can bet...
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Big Syke]
They say reach in
horns atop his head
In between a mop of hair that's red
And in his nose a ring of gold
It smells of monkey's feet and mold
Its toes are black
Its fur
a story to tell
Young woman ballin by herself
Good girl but you be raising hell
Always winning never take no Ls
Walk in the club make quite a scene
Miss
Rollin' out By the Foot
You can try to jack it, my pencil's sharpened, I wish you would!
Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish, how many pieces do you wish?
Got
Trey Day, Nuski
I done lost real day ones playin' in these yellow lines, you hear me?
I'm the biggest, ain't no CEO or OG over me, nigga, I'm CEO
Two by Three
The bullet go over ya' head
You try to run you end up dead
You wanna live, take in my word
You get shot not by me by Sixty-Third
Take
a hell for your soul
45- 3 clips hallow points on you nigga
you laid on my feet
in hell i going see ya
you nigga are dumb
i move bricks by the tons
games
ya heels, we ain't up in Kansas tho'
Veteran wit' wisdom spit colder than 3 below
In Ontario, lil Terio, Oo kill 'em softly get off me
You catch a body
'cause that's the way my love flows
To every man that said he'll never get up in it
If I said that you could win it you'd be at my house in five minutes
An unbridled rage dwells
Whether you're demonic or divine - praytell
Why did you wake me? You just raised Hell
I'm made in God's image, flyer than an angel
But
cost
And the cause is I’m so lost
I Wanna be as happy as I try to make you believe that I am
Is it really that hard to see how the hell can you believe
feet
You can see the wheat silo's and the Catholic cathedral
From the wishing well up on Mount Misery
The Chapman River rises east of Northampton
And it
Brighton niggas, let's see that money come first
That's right, yeah, get up in that building
You tell L.A. Reid and them niggas to crack that safe
Word
I'll tell you now
Tell me you love me like once
Tell me you love me like twice
Tell me you love me like three times
By the end of the night
I know I'm
[Bushwick?]
Hahaha, yeah yeah yeah, hey what's up?
[You need to contact your nearest recruiting office immeadiatly
please]
I see your not hip to what's
OG pulled up on the scene in a wig
When you running from the Feds, you can't be seen by the pigs
Y'all don't know all the things I seen and I did
teeth
Ian smoking Regg but you know I'm blowing out the ep
Balling like I'm meech about to take a trip to the v
Call my nigga tae he'll put 3 holes in
Fall in line
Say goodbye
Don’t make your mark
Salute to the dark
Lights go out
Stand your ground
If you see the sun
Know you’ve been found
a sack
Got the gang behind my back always up in tact
Hell nah neva lack, keep a stack in fact
Why don't you start making some money and stop bitching
rapid
Wit' a pistol by my bed
I suffer from insecurities
I ain't too prideful to say it
Mind often in dark places
So if you try me ima spray it
You ain't
putting shit in my body
direct from Hell's bowels
Causing my hands to do things out my brain's control
Like, let's see, umm....grabbing and squeezing
to death or a cell
Escaped a lot i even made it through hell
All the shit we did all the shit that we seen
All the shit that i lived through you'll think it
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